Why do you look the other way?

Why do you look the other way?

Why do you look at me with your eyes closed? Don't you want to see my soul? I'm different from you in so many ways, but you still take the time to judge me anyway. Every cloud that floats by is different in its own way. But when you look at me, you have nothing to say. I am me, and you are the person I will never be. So please don't try to shape or change me. To me, you are different in many ways. You won't even shake my hand; you're too ashamed. Someday, you will understand. Then you won't make any more demands. I just want you to know who I am.