Why Does It Bother You?

*Note* This my third poem which I only wrote yesterday and it's the first one I've finished. It took about 10- 15 minutes maybe. It's about people judging others when they haven't the right to and these people who judge are just the same as everybody else, basically like sheep.

Why does it bother you I’m different?
Why does it bother you I have a mind of my own and don’t follow the crowd?
Why does it bother you that I express myself openly with poems or with songs?
Why does it bother you my hair is different?
Why does it bother you I have a different opinion than you?
Why does it bother you I know about left-wing politics?
Why does it bother you I ain’t promiscuous?
Why does it bother you I listen to different music than you?
Why does it bother you I believe in God?
Why does it bother you if I’m gay or not?
Why does it bother you I don’t drink?
Why does it bother you I don’t do drugs?
Why does it bother you I don’t smoke?
Why does it bother you I don’t have a girlfriend?
Why does it bother you I ain’t racist?
Why does it bother you I don’t dress like you?
I know why it bothers you
It bothers you because I don’t fit into your bubble.
It bothers you because you want to seem cool and that you’re not out of place.
It bothers you because you wish you had a mind of your own but are too afraid of everybody slagging you.
It bothers you because you wish you could express yourself but you’re afraid of being uncool
This bothers me because I’m my own person and you’re just a shadow.

By Seán Kelly