
05-28-2008, 08:14 PM
Please tell me what you think about the poem. I wrote it my freshmen year of high school.
From, The OutCast
Why am I different from the rest?
Is this some kind of test?
I don't fit in
with anyone
I don't have perfect hair
I do have passion, fire
Your laughter
is my reality
People who have nothing better do
hit me
So what if my skin has a freakish white pigment
must you always remind me of it?
I'm sorry, I'm so sensitive
Brusing with every hit
Why does that make me the enemy?
There is not even one freind for me.
I take the pain
with a smile
I laugh because it doesn't make sense
Why choose ordinary me?
What about this body
makes you criple me?
Stop laughing at me
Don't destroy
my soul is not your toy
To my high school
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