I am strange.
You fear being around me.
You think I’m weird.
Is that why you distance yourself from me?
My thoughts confuse you.
You think I am satanic.
I am lost.
How did you get to that conclusion?
Is it my dark clothes?
Is it my piercings?
Is it my beliefs?
Is it because your god is not mine?
I respect your beliefs.
Respect mine.
Our gods may not be the same.
But you and I are.
Believe in your god.
I will believe in my humanity.