The Others, The Haters, and You.
I have a story to tell, a story that's true.
It includes The Others, The Haters & You.
If you're like me then I call you one of "Us".
I've heard it from many others, listening to situations they discuss.
Upon hearing what they say, I could totally relate.
Time and time again, date after date.
This story is not the beginning, and certainly not the end.
It began long ago and I want you to know about it, my friend.
2 years aware of seeing "The Others" kind stare.
Met with peoples hatred for me as I seen their cold glare.
There were some like me but from the opposing side, with whom I tried to confide as they lied and denied.
They were the ones committing each crime, as they kept me stuck in the dirt in the grime.
They are the ones who wear the fake face.
I know they know I think they're a total disgrace.
At times I would talk to somebody just like me.
One thing I noticed, they don't have a power like my power of three.
Into my story I would never go too deep.
My story's a mountain that is way too steep.
I share bits and pieces testing the water's edge.
This time, I promise you, I'm not jumping off this ledge.
Attempts on my life stayed only attempts multiple times.
As I said before, I have lost all my pennies but I am dropping no dimes.
That's enough about the haters and people like you and me.
But I truly wonder who else out there possesses a power of three.
My power of three saved my life.
As some carried guns, I carried a knife.
Through my power of three I can see "The Others".
They may not be human, but they are still my sisters and brothers.
So much I've been through, other dimensions I've seen.
Through all the dirt and grime, I've come out clean.
The Others protect me and my life they defend.
They've been there since my beginning, and will be there till the end.
So much more detail I want to say, but I won't.
Very select people I share with now, all others I don't.
It's always used against me, everything I say.
I've been hospitalized, institutionalized, and locked up but I'm a key they can't throw away.
I know how this sounds, and some tell me how to keep my self on the ground.
But what if on the ground is where I don't want to be found?
I truly appreciate feedback or the criticize.
It helps me to think and make myself more wise.
It's peaceful right now, I'm allowed to roam free.
11:11 is the time, the number 11 I often see.
Tune in tomorrow, same place same time.
On UNIFYD TV where I share my story, that is a rhyme.
Stargun 👁️
June 12