Can I wear my pocka-dot
And striped socks up go my knee?
Long sleeve plaid shirt,
And my short-shorts please?
My clothes might not be matching,
But they are matching me.
Can I be true to myself,
Without anyone judging me?
And what about that girl?
The one with the tatoo down her back?
You don't look at her personality,
Just the fact that she wears all black.
And that girl in the hoodie,
Sweatpants and those old tennis shoes?
Do you even realize she is scared?
You have no idea what she's going through!
So I'm going to wear my knee-high socks,
And ask that girl about her tatoos.
I'll wear my plaid shirt and short-shorts,
And ask that other girl what she's going through.
So please stop judging others by their clothes,
And start weaing the clothes that fits you!
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Painful Poems
PoetryThis is all about depression and acception. I completely understand if poetry isn't your forte, but it would be nice if you read them anyways. If you don't want to read the poems, that is fine. If you do, please tell me what you think. I believe I...
