Belong Poem by paul mumbuna

Among!
Yawp! My heart screams
Exasperated from the slavery of my mind
Facing the disbelief of my own opinion in front of others
trying to find acceptance amongst my own people
Needing clarity of the reality in front of my face
Trying to walk in the road less traveled by
It is hard, How odd the remedy of denial
And i look at myself in the night shining in the twilight of the little light let in by my slightly broken heart
I am, not myself.
i am but what they make of me
And if there be any chance, that i am to free my mind i lay forth myself as a sacrifice
And Yawp! my soul screams needing clarity of the reality in front of my face
A prison sentence marked with scabs on my heart
And though i need to be
I belong not for i am a free spirited creature.