Blind, Blind World

Why do I have to listen to opinions, thoughts and beliefs,
But when I tell them all my beliefs, thoughts, and opinions
They tell me I am wrong and to shut up?
I always feel like I am in a world all my own,
While others are buzzing around ignoring my world.
They always put a mask over the real me,
They only see what they want to.
Why do I have to put up with their stupidity?
Why do I have to put up with their insults,
Their blind, blind opinions?
They don’t think before saying things,
They say things that hurt me,
But they don’t care.
They are to worried about their stupid lives to care
That I am a human too.
They don’t see me.
They don’t hear me.
They don’t know me.
They think they do ,
But they see only their image,
Their depiction of what they want me to be like.
They are blind and deaf, they ignore what is truly there.
They fail to see my true nature.
This is a blind, blind world I live in.