Misunderstood Poems
A flake in isolation (05/03/2019)
by Hendrico Valentijn
Dwindling through the air.
I am not convinced it's fair.
From whence comes this cold icy wind?
Ignorance; frigidly frozen.
In aftermath, my vision I'll rescind.
The glassy path I haven't chosen.
The past winter my friend.
In the avalanche I stand.
......
Misunderstood
by Little Dark age
Misunderstood—miscommunication.
What do you expect from me in this vocation?
This role of living in a world not built for me—
My frustration hides where you won’t see.
Beneath niceties and empty pleasantries,
A mask.
Not me—
A fabrication you've found acceptable,
Pleasing,
......
Black Sheep
by Bame Bame
I am what I am for a reason
They overlook my purpose, but I’m here for a season
Vilified for being different
Only accepted based on their own interest
Greatness comes from a complete disconnect with the status Quo
But every time I tried, the society told me no
They spent years praying for a miracle
The idea of me being the answer seemed horrible?
They tore down the very thing that came to build them
......
Misunderstood
by Little Dark age
Misunderstood—miscommunication.
What do you expect from me in this vocation?
This role of living in a world not built for me—
My frustration hides where you won’t see.
Beneath niceties and empty pleasantries,
A mask.
Not me—
A fabrication you've found acceptable,
Pleasing,
......
Black Sheep
by Bame Bame
I am what I am for a reason
They overlook my purpose, but I’m here for a season
Vilified for being different
Only accepted based on their own interest
Greatness comes from a complete disconnect with the status Quo
But every time I tried, the society told me no
They spent years praying for a miracle
The idea of me being the answer seemed horrible?
They tore down the very thing that came to build them
......
A flake in isolation (05/03/2019)
by Hendrico Valentijn
Dwindling through the air.
I am not convinced it's fair.
From whence comes this cold icy wind?
Ignorance; frigidly frozen.
In aftermath, my vision I'll rescind.
The glassy path I haven't chosen.
The past winter my friend.
In the avalanche I stand.
......
