Badminton with a Neo-Nazi

Constantly reminding myself 
That a mind so narrow views us interchangeably 

A difference so minuscule, 
But causes me to be the last picked 

This time I’ve spent so far on earth 
Is a bitter repetition 

The bricks you used to build the wall, 
Weren’t strong enough to keep me on the other side 

I walk with my head down 
And I feel your hate stabbing me 
Wishing I were dead, blaming me, 
Making false accusations to justify your meaningless life 

Loathing, force-fed in our minds 
Loving, acceptance, drifted away 
Holding on to just one thing 
The hope of a quick death