I am no judge to you.
     but I can feel your eyes burning a hole.
I do not wish to compare
     but i can feel your shadow blocking out the sun.

All I yearn for is the touch of the sun
     burning my skin,
          instead i feel the hatred.

I wonder,
     if I could move you
and eliminate the shadow you cast,
     if I could feel a different kind life.

I wonder,
     if I were to break free
from all of you and your society,
     if I could be seen once more.

And now,
     since i did not move you
     since i am chained
I am alone
I am cold
I am dead.