I stand bewildered
surrounded by fools in all their frippery
When did I become so different from the rest of the world?
So different that I find myself alone?

I stand in silence
surrounded by noise echoing its nonsense
When did I become so quiet that I got lost in the crowd?
So quiet that I don't know my own voice?

I stand ashamed
surrounded by laughter and pointing fingers
What did I do to deserve their scorn?
To deserve complete alienation?

I stand pinioned
surrounded by their ubiquitous accusations
When did I become to be judged?
To be so hated?

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