Who decided who I am?
I'm not so sure it was me.
Who was it that gave me
this unfamiliar identity?
...
Was it my mom and dad
that shaped the boy you see?
Or was I turned into this
by our strict society?
...
If left to my own devices
is this what I would still be?
If I hadn't know what "perfect" is
would I be a different me?
-Joey H.
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Doodles with Words
PoetrySome people doodle little pictures in the margins of their notebooks. I fill mine with words.