DeepForest

I got words in my head, screaming to get out. Nowhere to put them though. How will it come around?
I could scream into a pillow, but it wouldn't ease the steam for long.
Put them nice and easy into lyrics of a song?
What a comical notion, whatever would that do?
It's not like I'm a singer or accomplished on a stage.
I would shake from fright and discomfort, my voice caught before a note.
So I'll grasp at words in silence and imagine forests deep.
Far away from people watching, judging me for being me.

By far I got it easy. Just look how everybody else suffers in this world.
Why on earth should I be screaming in protest of this unjust?
I'm a raindrop in the ocean, a tiny leaf upon the tree.
A little snowflake falling, drowning in a blizzard's wake.
What do my trouble matter in a world this grand and tall?
Yet I constantly relate to all the screamers of it all.

"No one saw me", "No one listened"
"No one understands my worth"
"No one took my hand in theirs and said they understand"
"I'm alone in this, disregarded" "Stop putting me in a box"
"I don't fit in any square, circle, rectangle or otherwise"

Oh, they try to widen their horizon, so they make boxes in the dozens.
Thousand shapes and sizes to make room for all the cases.
And to some that is enough. There's a space to call their own.
A place filled up with similars and likeminded that embrace.
Trouble is there's always some,
left out and distorted.
Fragmented pieces that couldn't fit.
Somehow just a little off.

I want to tear the borders down, and scream they do not matter!
We are all just people here, each different from the other!
But acceptance is the hardest p i l l to swallow.
It's so much easier to hate and argue with each other.

So I go out in forests deep and breathe the heavy air
In and out of suffocating lunges that swear.
I know I am no different. I am flawed and human still.
I wonder if I could burrow down and become the forest hill.

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From Adalet. Traded with Obelisk Rune.