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Just a quick poem I wrote it's not perfect but it's fine noting is perfect and that's fine |
| If roses are red and violets are blue then why must you not believe I am in love with you. Is it due to my looks and actions? Even when I try to look my best you give me no word or action. I feel as if I'm the one who is the same as the others but I am not. I feel the same, look the same, talk the same yet I'm not. I feel like I'm trapped here in a world where being different in the smallest actions is wrong. That due to me being different labels me as a freak, weirdo, dummy, a person...who is different is like me trapped...not able to show my full ability due to being judged. The standards in this life is to look, act, talk, dress, feel, think the same! I look like myself. I act like no one else but me. I talk like my families thought me. I dress not to impress but to show my true nature, a kind person who cares for all who cross the path she is heading. I feel...I feel like I'm treated like a animal do this act like this... but I want for I am me and I don't care what you think! I think everyone around me is the same person different bodies but same actions... I am me and that is all I need to be to get to where I'm going. |
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