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I looked for it, but I could not find it,
I called for it, but then I quit.
For days and nights I wished for its presence,
And waited in the dark, engulfed in silence.

I tried so hard to let it come,
Even turned into a slave, for I could not run.
Why can' They see that I am a human and must be treated like one too,
I have changed my life, looks, attitude, and still no not what to do.

I am no longer who I used to be, For my heart is scratched and hate is all I can see.
My mind hurts from the pain I have lived with,
My eyes rain harsh tears that plead for death, and I am losing faith.

I begged for them to show me that they al least care,
But their hate, torment, and torture are all they can share.
My heart is bleeding, my mind dissolving, my soul weeping.
And still, I have not received what I wish for I am still waiting.

My reflection looks back at me brutalized,
For it too has felt the torture of the world through my eyes.
Why is it that I have been chosen by all,
To be scorned, neglected, and wait for death's call?

My dreams even show me in a terrible state,
For the rest of my life I know I just can't wait.
My time is running out, and my spirit is dying.
So please, give it to me before I stop trying.

I can't wait anymore for those around to show me,
That I can be respected, and loved for all to see.
I am human and have a soul,
One that should be loved and cared by all