The Differences Hard to Accept by Raegan Bush

You sniff that patch
Every
Single
Time.
To me?
That’s grass.
Green and boring and plain and ordinary, but to you
It’s green, it’s fun, it’s full of scent, it has something secret.
Something unknown to me.
Something I’ll never know.

Something I’ll never know.

Something I’ll never know.
I don’t know what that
Something
Is to you.
I know that it is not the only
Something
Known to you and not me.

Life is hard when
Something
Is different about you, when that
Something is something
People can’t understand, either, and much like your scents, my
Something is something
People can’t just see.

Some things
Are just hard to accept still.
Even after all these years of knowing,
Something
Still hurts
Sometimes.

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