Trifling war

Why did i did that i shall never do that again Should never make them feel like this again Feeling empathy for the soul why am i doing it again I must be absurd overreacting again I feel for those who feels like a prisoner with no crime being a prey of hatred as a acid rain I wish none feels the feeling when you feel like a victim between the people society says are our patron You can blame the scars and dismiss the healing to process ignore the cause and act like I have became blemish I admired you and never looked at someone thinking they could be superior then my patron but only did I knew that world is not fair Judgements kept flooding but I tried to splash around and find that patron but little did I know those judgements were a result of jejune and rickety of my dear Now I admire silent showers because none can blame my red eyes from my tears Now I admire outlanders because atleast I can share without worrying about the abuse I suffer due to my patron’s fear I swear I try sacrificing everything I affectionate Just that I could see a smile at my patron’s face I never cared enough for myself because of the worldly formalities you provided to show you care but I am sorry to tell that those scars are still fresh i have to hide them and disguise them as a past war I beared I hope someday I care enough to think about myself who always cared for ones who showed little valentine and made me feel like that they care I hope someday patron you care enough to understand me the way you expect to be cared to listen to my causes of the scars I bore so you could smile with pride infront of the fellow people who never showed even little concern over things you feared