What they do to me, by Annie B. SnowRaven
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I looked around me
From the moment I took the first step
I walked, I talked
But somehow it didn't work
They all seemed cheerful
Laughing and being stupid
I thought it would make me happy too
But again, it alo didn't work
I moved from class to class
Being different no matter what
I laughed, I smiled...
Goddamn it! It doesn't work!
Wherever I am
Whenever I am
I'm still feeling different
Everything they do
Every word they say
Every laugh they share
Every joke they make
It only reminds me
More and more
How different I truley am
From their perfect little world
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| Posted: 2008-09-11 11:14:08 UTC |
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| 2008-09-12 02:22:14 | ~Stay_Beautiful~20104 |
| Thanks for the comment! What I get from this poem, first impression, is looking in on a clique, wanting to be like them?? I guess you could go different ways with it, but all I can say is that you have to learn to NOT try and conform to their rules, their ways. Be you! That's the best advice anyone can give!! I really like this poem! It has an interesting story and I love the way it's written!! |
| 2008-10-09 20:27:05 | Dark Obsession |
| This poem really reminds me of myself. You have perfectly described that feeling when you're left out. The poem is fantastic! |
| 2008-10-09 20:27:16 | Dark Obsession |
| This poem really reminds me of myself. You have perfectly described that feeling when you're left out. The poem is fantastic! |