September 1, 2009
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The alarm goes off,
Every day at six exactly
Never late, never early.
I role out of bed at six o seven,
Never late never early.
We get in the car at seven,
Always on time
Never late, never early
I arrive at my locker at seven fifteen,
I get to first period at seven twenty eight,
Never late never early.
The day passes,
Every moment perfectly on time.
The days pass,
Nothing late
And nothing early,
Seemingly perfect.
Everything is perfect
Except for me.
In a world of perfection
And this world of sameness,
I am different.
I will never perform perfectly,
And I will never fit in.
The rest of the crowd
Seem to speak a foreign language,
But this mea ns nothing,
For I am who I am
And nothing could ever
Will ever
Change who I am.

Individuality = Perfection.

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dreamer_believer said...
Sept. 5, 2009 at 4:11 pm
omigoodness! haha i loved this! it was very rhythmic, and i love what you wrote about, every teenager feels like this. i just all around love the whole poem! :) check out some of my work please
Frenchfrylicious said...
Sept. 5, 2009 at 1:17 am
I felt like I was always different than others. You no the usual that most think, to fat, not pretty enough, etc. But then I see that I am perfect the way God made me because I'm different.
Thanx for writing such a great poem!
Meghan said...
Sept. 4, 2009 at 9:57 pm
Great poem. I love the message of being yourself.
Katherine H. said...
Sept. 4, 2009 at 5:10 pm
I really like this.
I can really relate to it.
its so weird how you seem to write what i feel like when you were feeling it to! ;)
~*The-Broken-Hearted-Girl*~ said...
Sept. 2, 2009 at 5:08 pm
I really like this poem. you have great talent!! :) keep up the good work!
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