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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Let me be me
[time] => 2003-05-08 04:35:00
[hometext] => This is one of my poems that i wrote after a big fight with my aunt, the lady i live with. I am just tired of everyone stereotyping me when they have no clue......
[bodytext] => i sit alone, think and cry, what has my life come to, i am alive and don't know why.
they say that there is a purpose, for everyone to live, but i always seem to take and take, and constantly fail to give. i try my best to be perfect, or at least that's what i feel, but everytime i turn around, i do something too unreal. what happened to the little girl, who everyone thought was innocent and sweet? now i seem like a horrible teen who everyone wants to beat. when i walk into a room, wherever i may be, everyone turns their heads away, they all seem to avoid me. i wish that i could change my ways, turn into a completely new girl, maybe if that happened, i wold be accepted into this world. i know i'm not gorgeous, and my attitude's not the best, but i don't quite seem to see, what makes me different from all the rest? what am i doing different, thatn all other kids my age, i don't do these things on purpose, it's just that sometimes i turn to rage. i feel that i've got no one to turn to, no adults nor any teens, my wall inside has grown so high, alot of times i want to scream. pain, sorrow, and heartache, i don't quite understand these three, i wish that someone would listen to me, not interrupt or compare me to other things. some people say i need help, but i just don't understand, the only thing i feel i need, is someone with a helping hand. if i knew who i could turn to, to trust and let me be me, i know that things would be better, but everyone seems to betray me. i can't talk to anyone, i can't write me feelings down, here lately i find it hard to even think of them, without everyone knowing in town. how am i different from any of them, someone please explain this to me, all i want out of my pitiful life... is for people to LET ME BE ME!!!! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 176 [topic] => 43 [informant] => peachez_pooh [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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