Freak
When they look at her they see a freak
One who doesn't speak
Seems all too weak
They love to critique
But she still buys antiques
She may not be in a clique
She loves to shop at boutiques
Even when she's seen as a geek
After she learned to love her physique
She started to speak
She embraced being called a freak
When in reality all she was is unique
While they were just bleak
Hey loves I decided to say how I interpret some of the poems I write, so this one to me means learning to who you are no matter what people say. You can have your different interpretations but this was mine. Thank you again for reading and as always constructive criticism is accepted and encouraged<3
Love hollyandmax
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It's okay to not be okay
PoetryA look inside the messed up brain of a teenage girl who always says "I'm fine" but who isn't lying when they say that two word line? A collection of short poems about many different topics Some of these poems are based on true stories while others...
