I am a silent abomination

I wonder why I was left behind

I hear the others laughing at me

I see them play games that I cannot join into

I want to belong here like they do

I am a silent abomination

I pretend that I am one of them

I feel it coursing through my veins sometimes when I really want to

I touch my family's special things when they are not looking

I worry that they don't love me as much as they would have if things had been different

I cry when I see the old books of special stories my mother used to read to me before bed

I am a silent abomination

I understand that there is no way around my mutation

I say that I was born into the wrong family and world

I dream of being part of something, instead of in between so many things

I try to tell my mother and father how I feel, but words are much to hard for me to form

I hope that I will never see them or their special world again when I leave my prison cell

I am a silent abomination

REVIEW OR I WILL SHOOT THE BUNNY!

*brings revolver to the head of a cute ickle bunny held in my hand by its ears