What Makes Me Different // A Freestyle Poem

What makes them think that I am differnent?

What makes them think I need no one to love?

No one to read a book with.

No one talk with for hours on end

No one to waste time with

No one to say, “I love you”

What makes me different?

Is it that they think I am not human?

Is it that they think I don’t need to be loved?

Is it that they think I already have a lover?

They go off, I stay back.

It’s a usual thing, I’m used to it now.

But one day, when they grow old and alone,

and I will be happy and youthful!

And they will wonder,

What makes him different?

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