(DISCLAIMER: This doesn't answer the question)
Different
Than you
Is what I am
Similar to
All
I exist
Showing you my soul
That you may never
Understand
For as a young man
I attempt to stand
Confident, speaking
With older men
Mocking it
What
I try to communicate
Is exactly how you need to get your
Rumors
Straight
About the doubt of me
Proudly sounding out
A’s, E’s, I’s, O’s,
And you
Other writers brood
On things I can’t empathize with
They may not be able to comprehend
The size of it
My pain
Passed down in my light last name
From generation to generation
Insanity runs
Rampant
And I try to be different
Than you
And yet so similar to
Your anger
Is mine as I release it
And bequeath it
Onto all around me
Astounded that I’ve found me
Screaming at my
Similarities
That I’m ashamed to have
Pure motor functions
I can’t stand that I share with my dad
Like how I talk
When I’m mad
I stand with my voice full
Of purpose
Yet murdering any soul
Who dares to stand up to it
In arguments
I am the only one
On my side
For I reside so resolute
In problems that are completely untrue
For you
Testing that you
Might have
Trust
For me
Loving me for the pain
I lay out in front of me
Attempting to build a tougher me
In a crowd of honey bees
That suck the life out of me
School
Students so rowdy
Loudly
Disallowed to
Have an opinion
Teachers smitten with indecision
About how much to let the students participate
In written contracts
Determining a pact
In which we lack
Any similarities
Most peers instigate
A period in which all assimilate
The idea
That drugs on campus
Aren’t bad
What in other schools
Would make seniors not grad
Here, possession ends in drab
Fabulous getaways
Where in getting caught with pot
You can say
It was because you were sad
And be allowed to come to school everyday
Proud
Of deceiving an already broken system
I am different
Than
Them
Different beliefs
Not desiring friendships with these
Boys of men
Who tend to disagree with any authority
And that really
Is the core of the
Problem
I am older than they
Experienced so much in my age
That I attempt to disassociate
Rating me below grade deans and teachers
Whose features
Blur
As they spurt words
That students can’t get in trouble
For their problems
Because they aren’t the ones responsible
So
I mock them
And just wait
To get out
I am so
Different
And yet so similar
To them
My peers
Because in the end
Everyone has their fears
The leer over their shoulders
Different from you
Is what I am
Yet we are the same
So in the end
So is the issue
That everyone needs tissues
To wipe away pain
Remaining unstable
Insane
Is what we all are
Different