September 15, 2010
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Their ideas shoved down my throat,
I can’t breathe-can’t think.
I am bursting with questions,
With no one to ask.

You may call me immoral,
Or maybe a freak.
I can’t try to be myself,
Without feeling pain.

Not fitting society’s mold,
I’m feeling alone.
Isn’t anyone out there,
That might think like me?

I’ve given up my ideas,
No longer myself.
I’m becoming someone else,
Someone you can love.

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elisabethphoenix said...
Nov. 23, 2010 at 8:45 am
dude, weird people are awesome! this is my life story
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