Thoughts, clear as glass
Seen through others eyes
Who would listen and who would ignore?

Born as a social outcast
A talented genius is what became of me
Not many could be as proud

How could you live your life as an outcast?
Could you find love with your thoughts?
Or be shamed knowing that you can be heard

Could you still live even if the world hates you?
Would you still be accepted by your family?
Or would you disowned for having such a curse

So innocent yet pure-hearted
yet a victim of doing what's right
Alone in a world of dog eat dog

If someone similar to myself can survive
not by thought alone, but strength of heart
Then anything can be possible..