? Poem by mona martinez

how much will you be able to understand of me?
i may play it off as the girl just like you,
but, deep under i'm dealing with my own problems,
i use to be afriad to let them show,
only because i seen it as a weakness,
but not showing how you really feeling,
is your weakness,
you critize yourself for not being perfect,
when nobody in this world really is,
why not go your own way?
forget trying to be like the cool person in school,
they only cool cuz they went there own way,
they did what they like to do,
if we were all the same,
what would we ever learn?
we are different for a reason,
the people who can understand,
what it like to be different,
can see where i'm coming from,
we try our hardest to be something,
maybe it is me for not accepting what god given me,
but, now i see his purpose,
at first it seemed unfair,
to go through life being different from other children,
but, now i see, they don't have what i have,
there life has been pretty easy growing up,
they may only have to deal with kids problems,
but having to deal with adult like problems,
since i was 8, gets kind of tiring,
i had more responsibility that i wanted to.
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6-14-09