Diffrent

As I walk down the road
People laugh at me
At the way I look

For I am no different
From them as they are from me
We all look the same

People through trash at me
They do it because I am different
But I don’t stoop to there level

I restrain my anger
And force it on to myself
I hold it in until the last possible second

And then I explode.

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Serenity Prayer 25 June 2008

dude, you have way more self control then i do. id be telling those people off left and right. lol. good job. excellent.

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Lacey Unknown 29 April 2008

Don't ever let people have that kind of effect on you. Don't let them get to you.... you write beautifully! It is truly a blessing to read your works! ~Lacey~

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Aaron Tate 22 April 2008

Venting is evil as is the mocker of those different then ourselves. This dark shadow followed me until I put more light then it could handle on it.

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Evaughn Gray 02 August 2007

that was a touching poem...another ten..~hazel

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