The one who’s different

Selima Chowdhury

by Selima Chowdhury

Story

You know I’m a disgrace, right?

For whose life people do not care

Because my brain has a privilege

That my face doesn’t share

So I never go outside

Always fearing the sun

Because if I burn my skin

Does that mean they won?

If I get too dark

Is that reason enough to hold a grudge

Because I really can’t afford

To be seen by those who judge

Always sticking to quiet

Never really speaking up

Because even if I do

Doesn’t mean that they’ll stop

And if I once get too angry

If I once get too loud

They’ll tie my hands and silence me

Saying I’m being too proud

Of the way I was born

The things I can’t change

Telling me to just shut up

Saying I should be ashamed

For the way I am

For the way they’re not

For the name and the colour

That they haven’t got

Because if I’m the one who’s different

Then it has to be my fault

If I’m the one who doesn’t fit

And not doing as I’m told

© Selima Chowdhury 2023-03-26

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