nicola burkett (30.04.1984 / South East, London)
Poems of nicola burkett
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| 121. | Stereotype | 4/24/2006 |
| 122. | sTuPiD | 3/16/2006 |
| 123. | Summer into Winter | 11/23/2006 |
| 124. | The Beauty of Sunrise | 6/19/2006 |
| 125. | The Boy Next Door | 5/22/2006 |
| 126. | The Carpenter | 6/14/2006 |
| 127. | The Day | 3/16/2006 |
| 128. | The day my sky fell down | 3/22/2006 |
| 129. | The day the rainbow cried | 5/20/2006 |
| 130. | The ground starts to shake | 3/21/2006 |
| 131. | The Invisable Knife | 5/23/2006 |
| 132. | The Orange Clock Above Your Head | 5/27/2006 |
| 133. | The Photograph That Captured Love | 3/21/2006 |
| 134. | The Pretty Place Where The Flowers Grow | 3/18/2006 |
| 135. | The Year 2000 | 3/16/2006 |
| 136. | They! ! ! | 3/19/2006 |
| 137. | Time Goes By | 3/18/2006 |
| 138. | To Sara with love | 3/22/2006 |
| 139. | Underneath | 11/26/2006 |
| 140. | Undiscovered Lie | 6/8/2011 |
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Stereotype
Don't try to stereotype who i should finally grow to be
I'll make my own mistakes which will make me, me
Please don't pigeon hole me into a perfect little box
I'll eat with my fingers and wear odd socks
I do not need a written script or my life mapped out
I'll lie in on Sundays and leave my clothes lying about
I do not wish to be who you expect me to be
I'll write my own story one that’s suited to me
I'll never walk in the shoes you have worn for years
