HURT

They say my mind is twisted
They say I am not normal
Do they know who I am?
Do they care how it hurts me?
Who are they?
Why do they hurt?
Why do I care?
I do thou
I feel
I hurt
Am I not loved?
One small beam, a light
Shows me I am worthy
I have to hold on
Look to that light
Not hear the words that hurt
Try….try not to care
Don’t listen
Just know soon
Please soon I will hear
You are beautiful ….I love you