The Social Reject Poem by John Thorkild Ellison
The Social Reject
No need to come out and say
You think I'm bloody well gay
Or have a secret, superior smile
'Cos you think I'm a pervert or paedophile.
Sometimes I'd rather be dead
Than imagine what goes on in your head.
You think I'm just a negative creep
Who pities himself and likes to weep;
You'd never have a clue or guess
My childhood was a f**king mess! !
Saturday, June 14, 2008
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