November 18, 2008
By liza said, Amherst, NY

Who am I?
A two-legged figure
Lost in a world of 300 billion people
Hidden from pain that I
Do not know me
Not trusting people, of those before me who caused
Me pain,
Not liking whom I am, to see me fail
Too see my family go further
While I stay hidden
From the stares and glares of failure
The mocks and laughter of
Those who go further
Being afraid and shameful
So, I hide from shame
Not wanting to know me
In reality!

The author's comments:
I always loved to write espically poetry, But schools do not let you express yourself in a way you want so i decided to submit the poem that expresses me

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