But they were inferior to him. So how could he listen to them or be with them? He could entertain them but that was mostly when he was bored or wanted to have fun at their expense.
So they pulled him down. They found issues. They spread stories. They gasped and gossiped. They made him something not worth having. They felt better after that. Since they were all in it, they felt it was alright. They felt justified.
They killed the only person who could’ve uplifted them.
They deserved each other and every one else that was in it. The cruelty was something. And they all claimed they loved him - only he was not up to that love.
And he did what he had to - he tried to cope the way he knew. He was a child who lacked guidance. He was a beautiful toy given to brutes. He was destroyed and not understood.
He was dead and finally he was at peace.
