To them dull dreary corners, I stand,
Where whispers linger and judgments brand.
Unwanted, unseen, cast aside with disdain,
In solitude's embrace, I seldom find my pain.

Obnoxious echoes of scorn and spite,
Mocking laughter in the dead of the night.
Shackled by stigma, I bear the weight,
Of family's disdain, relentless in their hate.

But amidst the darkness, a flicker of light,
A flame of defiance, burning bright.
For within me lies strength, resilient and bold,
A spirit unbroken, despite the uncanny hold

So let them sneer, let them jeer,
Words like arrows, I'll not succumb to fear.
For I am more than in their narrow view,
In my truth, I'll find my own value anew.

Ostracized and obnoxious, they may claim,
In my resilience, I'll stake my claim.
For I refuse to be defined by their pouty gaze,
In my own path bright, setting myself infinite.

© TheRetro_Reader