this world

October 18, 2008
By melanie maier, Whte Lake, MI

i am inprisoned in a world in which i am not free
people around me say ideas
though they are somewhat aware that they are spreading rumors and lies though not that theykill and terrorize others until there is nothing left but a wisp of a memeory
i hate it
i hate it with all my fury and anger let it feel my wrath flow throgh its blood and electrify its heart
how judgemental peple can be when they know nothing me but the letters in my name
they judge not by how i act or even how i look
because when they look at me they see nothing but an animal
ont that has been sick more often then not
it is old and wrinkled
odreous and dying
or maybe they see a monster that has risen from the depths of a cold dripping clamy cave
perhaps a frog sitting motionless by a swamps pond with a twenty year old bottle floating lifeless on the algea infested surface
they see that when they look at me because i know the truth
but so do some of them
but they are to afraid of what would happen if they denied what their parents and mentors have instilled upon them
though i refuse to think the same as everyone else because i am not who they are
and iwould rather suffer and die
then put a living human being clutching onto the cliff of life
why i must be looked down on because i chose to be myself
this world im excluded from
will be torn apart in the end
by what was supposed to bring hope to it

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haleyann10 said...
on Oct. 28 2008 at 9:36 pm
i hope is is not how u feel......sry


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