“There’s a difference.”
We’re both human,
We’re both alive.
There’s nothing between us inhuman,
For what we want we have to strive.
Then again to me there’s a difference,
In both status and personality.
People may just believe it’s indifference,
But to me it’s reality.
You’re higher in a state of society,
While I revel in the likes of where I am.
Maybe this is how it is yet my soul is in sobriety,
But my mind is feeling damned.
I don’t want to see the difference between us,
But it’s truly inevitable to defy what’s there.
Putting my head down and thinking is a must,
Because my head is telling me it’s unfair.
The wealth you gain,
Compared to the little I own.
I don’t know how to stay sane,
And keep my voice in a soft steady tone.
I’ll eventually burst and breakdown,
But for now I’m in sadness.
I should turn a smile from this frown,
And be happy and not go into madness.
But what’s there to say as indifferences…
When there’s obviously differences…