Im Not Dead Yet......... Poem by Nicole Baker

You can what you wish, i've heard it all before,
You can curse what you like iv'e seen this all once,
You can trow as many rocks and broken bottles as you wish,
It may hurt me but the pain isnt the hardest part.

Call me what you like' freak, loner, emo, sado, ' what ever else springs to you're mind, nothing that i have never heard or been called
before.

'curl up and die Emo freak! ' you may scream at me, but i'll only hold my head up high.

I look at my scars on my arms and i fear nothing anymore.
Nothing compares to a reflection, a reflection of a sad loney child
who wants nothing but her family to be happy.

standing alone in the dark facing my most interment fears.


ME.