I Know What It’s Like

I know what it’s like
To be looked down upon
To be cast away
And forgotten.

I know what it’s like
To be made fun of
To be ridiculed
Into seclusion.

I know what it’s like
To be Quasimodo
To be ugly
In a world of beautiful things.

And now that I’ve known you
I know what it’s like
To be loved.

by Jamie Collins

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