For the Girls, by honesty_kills Subscribe to rss feed for honesty_kills

its the strangest feeling
having the eyes of people
who hated assosciating with me
watch and follw me as i walk by.
i know why i get such evil glares
and why they talk about me
when they think i cant hear
im not blind
i ca see your despise
im not deaf
for i hear you whisper
im not afraid
because you pose no threat.
and most of all
you all really have misunderstood
thinking i would be so naive
to fall into your pathetic trap.
good job, i'll give you points for trying.
all you are doing is helping me learn
about what you want to do
banding together thinking you can 
over power and intimidate me
when you cant.
your foolish mistakes are to my benefit
silly girls
now im one step ahead of you
and thats where i plan on staying
i cant be broken
because my mind is not made of glass
i'll just go on pretending
like my mind is bent on the norm
i hope you enjoy the show
Posted: 2005-03-26 19:53:49 UTC

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2005-04-01 01:26:36Mysti
Wow. Are you talking about the preps talking about you or the stoners? Cause it sounds like it could go either way. It's a good poem, too. Inspirational....

2005-04-18 15:34:04honesty_kills
talking about the slutty girls who think they're better than everyone else, when in all honesty, the really arent. :)

2005-07-31 13:23:11Cindy J Hayes
I can relate to this. I like the conviction of not stooping to their level.