You are who you are,
That’s what they always say,
You are who He made you,
That you cant change.
But why?
Why cant I change the way that I am,
And the ways I look and feel?
Why cant I change myself to look like you?
With your perfect hair and perfect smiles,
Perfect, just-enough-practiced, just-cliched-enough-to-be-cool movements.
You say whats right and you get everything,
That you could possibly want.
But why not me?
When someone was giving out,
Personalities and qualities,
They just had to give me the bad ones didn’t they?
The messed hair, the far away eyes, the ink stained hands and the too deep voice,
They had to give me writing skills, not sports ones,
So I could write a novel but never win a game.
They had to give me what I have,
Everything I love is bad,
All that I hate is good,
I hate you and your as good as they can get,
I love myself and they whisper behind their hands,
“that’s him, that’s the one. The one who fails, the one who cant do,
Anything. The one they say is crazed.”
Im bad as bad can go,
Why cant I be like you?
Please tell me what you think
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Very emotional but nailed it!
This is me, this is who I am ... I felt like I was reading a poem about myself. I don't feel good about the skin I'm in and I'm not good at sports but awesome at writing and it makes me feel lost sometimes. I'm envious of the other teens. This was great! So like me...
language: 5, rhythm: 5, subject: 5, tone: 5, form: 5.
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glad you liked it.
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hey...SHUT UP! Everyone's good in their own way. Oh, I've went through this before, and I realized the same thing. ''I'm not perfect, o, poor little me.'' I got out of it! I'm not yelling at you, it's just so amusing when people our envious like that, and when they envy they end up realizing their own skills. Well here you go, i'm insecure, I have Monophobia (fear of being by myself), I can't deal with my own problems enough so I write poetry. That's my problems that get me nowhere. Well, how about this? I'm an aspiring author, I have a beautiful voice and write wonderful songs, my books sound like real books when I read them to people, and even though I'm not popular my friends are all I need through trials, not shallow cool people. So, realize your mistakes and faults, accept them, and realize your abiities that come out of them!...And that was advice from HopeWouldNeverFail!
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Woah, Hope. Slow down. This isnt about me. I have what I need. This is for the game I was telling you about. Just because I write about it, doesnt always mean I feel it though many times I do.
-Colin
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