I'm going to hazard a guess at the story of the poem, pardon if this is way off mark
![Silly :P](./images/smilies/tonguey.png)
The speaker isn't exactly a normal human, he has some sort of mutation/disease/is a robot (XP). Basically something abnormal, possibly powerful and dangerous to the ones around him. The mutation/disease/etc is probably not natural, and I get the idea that speaker has been purposely made into a weapon. He's questioning those who made him- "why am I like this? why must I be like this?"
Overall it's still pretty okay, I just favor some of your other poems. XP
And just to make this more relevant, a poem:
Numbers play leap-frog on
the blank canvas playground, shrieking
in laughter at the students' confused faces.
They taunt and jeer like schoolyard bullies
cartwheeling around in bewildering loops
Solve us! Put us in line! We dare you to!
And in a corner, x hides
unwilling to come out.
(algebra sucks. XP)