Forced on the Outside

It's finally what I've waited for,

Right in front of me. 

Given in my hands like a trophy,

Congratulating my painful struggles. 

 

I thought it would be better,

To be nothing but a defender. 

That it'd finally give me closure,

Because it was all I ever wanted. 

 

But now, I see the bigger picture,

I see how cut off I am from society. 

They don't want someone like me,

They don't want my affinities. 

 

Even now that I'm in this position,

They don't let me out on the field. 

They don't care that I'm the best of my year,

They only see what's on the outside. 

 

I've realized it's about the recognition,

And the fact I haven't gotten any. 

Not even when I defeated the demons,

But they are still in the shadows of our society. 

 

Holding us back from our potential, 

Forcing us to stunt who we are.

I don't care about defending our people,

But about protecting the outsiders like me. 

 

izz_midnight

NH

15 years old

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