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because they laugh at me and make me sad, sometimes I wonder what I did wrong, because I hear their laughter loud and
strong, they still mock me, and make me feal real dumb, but this war is not over, untill its been won, someday Ill be famous,
and they will see, Ive always been better, by being just me. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 458 [topic] => 6 [informant] => Forgotten_soul [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )

Different

Contributed by Forgotten_soul on Tuesday, 24th January 2006 @ 07:21:26 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

Who am I? And what is my name? What is my perpose, in this game? People call me and look about, but when they see me they just shout, they call me names, like stupid, and freak, thats what I get for being unique, and when I talk, it must be bad,
because they laugh at me and make me sad, sometimes I wonder what I did wrong, because I hear their laughter loud and
strong, they still mock me, and make me feal real dumb, but this war is not over, untill its been won, someday Ill be famous,
and they will see, Ive always been better, by being just me.

Copyright © Forgotten_soul ... [ 2006-01-24 19:21:26]
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Re: Different (User Rating: 1 )
by iodinelove on Tuesday, 24th January 2006 @ 09:22:57 PM AEST
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I don't like you because i don't agree ^_^
Is there anything to agree upon?? Probably not...
You know i worked in a mall once...all the gothy kids i saw would talk with me and they would end up complaining about how others reacted to them..but what they didn't realize is it was their choice...and thus the consequences were wholly on their heads...and, as I pointed out to them, do they not poke fun at the preppies...yes....so...what's the difference...even the respective nerd makes fun of someone...tis life my friend...and you shouldn't worry about it. You should like you for being you...screw everybody else ^_^ always, abraham

Re: Different (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 24th January 2006 @ 10:43:43 PM AEST
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A very good poem, I know how you feel, I hate when people have to do that just because you are yourself. I dont know what else to say. Good poem. SLipSiX.

Re: Different (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 05:02:50 AM AEST
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Wow, sorry they do this to u but what goes around comes around. Someday they will remember u when they get what they gave.
Stay who u r and pray for them.
Very good write.
luv, big huggs,
emy

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