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The Way I am
I started out - a sweet innocent child,
Now I have become something strange and wild
No one understands - not my mom or my dad
They all think that I am just troubled or mad.
Well, news flash - I like myself the way I am.
Yea I'm Goth, so what?!
You think that I'm like a mutt?
Well I'm not, so take your beating
And pick your sorry butt up, while your head is ringing
Don't mess with me or else you'll end up on the hard ground.
Now I have become something strange and wild
No one understands - not my mom or my dad
They all think that I am just troubled or mad.
Well, news flash - I like myself the way I am.
Yea I'm Goth, so what?!
You think that I'm like a mutt?
Well I'm not, so take your beating
And pick your sorry butt up, while your head is ringing
Don't mess with me or else you'll end up on the hard ground.
Published 10th Jun 2013
| Edited 14th Jun 2013
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10th Jun 2013 4:32pm
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10th Jun 2013 5:05pm
Anonymous
13th Jun 2013 5:42am
I used to be "goth", you know Tripp pants and all that stuff, but I wasn't judged by my family it was more from my peers, or just random people. But one thing I respect about this is I understand, or can understand, the un-acceptance of family for who you are, and I think you told it well, but all of the punctuation marks in some of the lines, and it seemed too short and rushed. But if you can ever edit this and add a tiny bit more depth to it, I think this could be an amazing poem.
14th Jun 2013 5:19pm
