in a crowd of a hundred different people

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By Ananya •

i guess its only fair that theese people stare after all i chose to be this way its not like im ill totally unresponsible for this image i did give it to myself so let them stare there problem like i said me im perfectly fine but why do they shout? torment? hurt.... i dont beleive i deserve it for being what we all are different no ones the same some do stand out i stand out i like it i like the nice comments i like unknown people smiles i dislike them the ones that hurt and scare i cant walk alone i have to walk with others i could walk in crowds of hundreds on my own and they will find me its confusing how im just me and they hate me for bening me being different just like them

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November 29, 2005 04:57Faith

Too true... i know what you mean! It sucks how parents and teachers tell you you're unique and then the world turns around and tells you to blend in. Great poem!