January 9, 2009
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I'm stuck in a prison,
A prison of hate.
This world is judgemental,
It has a set rate.
To be accepted,
You have to be the same.
I'm tired of playing,
In this unfair game.
Everyone is unique,
In their own special way.
But society is quick to judge,
As soon as someone goes astray.
The laughter and taunting,
From those who fit in.
That's why everyone is afraid,
To be the real them.

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skatergurl17 said...
Jan. 20, 2009 at 11:28 pm
i love it!! you have talent and your poem has perfect meaning! this needs to be published! keep up the good work!
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