there was this girl she
was happy 24/7
and wore anything and
everything. then she
moved to a new place
new home new school.
and she wore dark colors
and dark thick makeup
people already 'labeled'
her as 'emo' or 'goth'...
she was shocked..and
made no friends, she didnt
talk, smile. laugh she just sat
there head down..doing nothing
everyday....and now she cant
changed..or shell be juged..
maybe as now in days..people
say 'wanna bes'...i think
its just stupid.why should people
even have a label..you wouldnt be
able to be yourself..or do what
you want without people saying
or thinking something.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem