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So, B posted an old poem of hers the other day, and I thought I would go through my old poetry (I played around with it a bit in high school, then had to do a poetry project in high school...). I found one that almost made me cry, not because its great or anything, but I had to wonder what I was going through at the time to make my heart so ready to write this. But here it is!


another Freak, another Geek
just one more kid refusing to speak
cuz someone sits there telling him
you’re no good, you’ll never win.

another Prep, another Jock
one more kid that lives to mock
they go and do it without a care
while the victims think life’s not fair.

another Drinker, another Cutter
another cause for the world to mutter
they say she has nothing left to gain
not realizing they’re adding to the pain.

over there’s the Beauty Queen
and beside her another Hopeless Teen
the Queen’s world is on a silver platter
the other’s mourning doesn’t even matter.

another Dork, another Nerd
their name’s a scar the world concurred
they live each day with insecurity
brought about by others’ insanity.

the Molested, Abused, and Brokenhearted
their ranting hasn’t even started
be brave, stand out, be a rebel
give the kids hope, drop the label.