They Said Otherwise

This is just a poem I wrote last year.
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These mountains I climb,
Are foothills they said.
These dreams I chase,
aren’t real they said.
These loves I pursue,
Aren’t worth it they said.
These tight ropes I walk,
Are too wide enough they said.
These open wounds,
Are healed they said.
The beasts I slay,
are mice they said.
These stars I see,
Are all in my head they said.
The beauty I see,
couldn’t be uglier they said.
The ground I break,
Has already been broken they said.
The lives I touch,
are tainted they said.
These roads I follow,
will only get me lost they said.
This ocean I swim in,
is simply a pond they said.


Everything I did,
had already been done they said;
My right is wrong
they said.

Your reality is a delusion they said,
You’re lacking they said,
You’re wrong they said,
You’re wrong, is what they said.
You’re not right they said.
These triumphs are failures they said.

The life I had lead based upon my own desires, risks taken, tasks conquered, victories and losses, was simply a joke they said.

Like a fish i swam into their judgmental jaws, as they consumed my pride, and although I tried to break free from their foaming mouths of conformity, my dignity was lost, and my self respect had been digested by their looming black eyes of disgust.

This, isn’t art they said,
And for a split second, I believed everything they said,
for a split second, I believed everything I had been told
my reality false, a figment of my imagination.
Thankfully, I was blessed with only a second of this delusion as I came to the realization

That different doesn’t equate to wrong .

That, because I don’t conform to the generalized accepted norm of society, I, as a person am not wrong, yet different.

And although the smile I wear may be faint, it still exists,
and my triumphs are my own,
and these stars I see are real to me,
these mountains I climb couldn’t be bigger,
and my right is not wrong, yet my own.

They said otherwise,
as I proudly do…otherwise.

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