I was hit with the scourge
They say I am the scourge
That brought pains to them
This keeps me away from them
So at night, I lay awake
Because I am scourged by my conscience
Though, not guilty
I pray for death not to die
I am consumed by their hates
The only one I have is Kate
But I can’t stay in her gate
She is the reason I get the hates
She doesn’t want to tell them who the
Man behind me is
I didn’t fall from the sky
There should be a He
That made me
We stay at the back bench
No one sits next to us
This shouldn’t be in the church
But the elders are the judge
I sink in shame
Not because I wear old shoes
Because they blame my conception
As the cause for grandma’s death
She was one of the elders
She couldn’t stand the shock
So her heart ceased
I can’t make friends
I stay at the peak of loneliness
This is a bizarre situation for a teen
But I can’t kill myself
I need to know the real taste of life
I pray for a Samaritan
To come take this scourge away
And give me the love I have never
Tasted!
