Nobody understands me
It's because I dress differently
Listen to different music
Because I'm different
Because I'm an outcast
Casted out by those who I thought would support meI feel so many things:
Betrayed
Weak
Hurt
Angry
These things flow through me constantly
Never giving me a break or chance to breathePeoples judging stares
The rude remarks
All of which I've come to accept with being different
with being meI just don't care anymore
People's opinions used to matter to me
Now...The only opinion that matters is mine
I may come off as defensive but I've got to protect myself
All my life people have judged me and bullied me
Because of how I looked and the music I listened to
So If I don't protect myself
Who will...
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Have I Gone Mad?
PoésieHave I Gone Mad? I'm afraid so, completely bonkers But I'll tell you a secret All the best people are