Shannon Nicole

Rookie (03-30-91 / Oak Park, IL)

I Hate It.. - Poem by Shannon Nicole

I hate it when my throat starts to burn,
And my eyes start to cloud.
I hate it when my body starts to cramp up,
And my heart begins to race.
I hate it when my breath gets caught,
And I swallow my words.
I hate it when the goosebumps form,
And I start to shake.
I hate it when my words start to repeat,
And I begin to studder.
I hate when I part my hair,
And it doesn't part evenly.
I hate that I wear to not be judged,
And not worry about comfort.
I hate that I'm hiding,
Behind a mask of pretend..

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  • (1/30/2010 10:56:00 PM)

    i think you should be able to dress/act the way you want reguardless of being judged or not. Atleast you have the guts to be yourself instead of those who fit to a label. Your a strong person. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 28, 2010

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