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Who am I?
Do you know me?
You think you can tell who I am
from the bloody cuts on my arm
or
the bruises on my neck.
You think you can tell who I am
from the pill bottle in my bag
or
the razor in my wallet.
You think you can tell who I am
from the stains on the sheets
or
the holes in the wall.
You think you can tell who I am.
Who am I?
A liar,
a victim,
a slut,
a whore,
a straight,
a gay,
a cutter,
a loner,
a loser,
a killer,
a monster,
a lover,
a hater.
So tell me, who am I?
You think you can tell who I am
from the bloody cuts on my arm
or
the bruises on my neck.
You think you can tell who I am
from the pill bottle in my bag
or
the razor in my wallet.
You think you can tell who I am
from the stains on the sheets
or
the holes in the wall.
You think you can tell who I am.
Who am I?
A liar,
a victim,
a slut,
a whore,
a straight,
a gay,
a cutter,
a loner,
a loser,
a killer,
a monster,
a lover,
a hater.
So tell me, who am I?
Published 1st May 2011
| Edited 2nd May 2011
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10th May 2011 10:14pm
10th May 2011 10:37pm
awww thnx
the fact tht everone has to have a label is stupid
u have to get to know someone before u give them a label and even then u shouldnt label someone
thats why i wrote this
the fact tht everone has to have a label is stupid
u have to get to know someone before u give them a label and even then u shouldnt label someone
thats why i wrote this
10th Aug 2011 1:55am
I completely agree. To many people stereotype and judge based off of things they have no idea about. It sickens me.
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10th Sep 2011 00:58am
Excellent work. This poem is so true. I don't know why people obsess over categories, but everything and everyone winds up being categorized. Depending on who is doing it, we wind up being pigeon holed into one dimensional descriptions that can do no more than label us in some way we won't threaten the labelers position in whatever categories they appoint themselves "lord" of. You can be lord of your cat so long as the master labeler isn't participating in that one, other wise you get ranked according to their opinion of what makes them better than you. There's no way you can win unless you make your own list up and become part of the categorical committee.
It's no different with our poetry here. If you label your poem dark, someone comes along and says, oh that's not a dark poem because it doesn't have anything evil, sinister, disturbing or morbid in it. But I think suicide is none of those, but certainly a dark topic. I have had people complain because I la bled poems I consider erotic because of their sexual content but they thought it wasn't erotic enough or they thought it should be more sensual. It's crazy, I would rather there not be categories and let me fill in a blank box that says what it is. If it's mine, I should be the one to decide. And that is how life is, it's my life, let me label my life the way I want. But it's all about soundbites, they want a one word description, as if any of us are just one thing. And unless you are lucky and they like you for some reason, most of the time the word they slap on your forehead won't be one you will like.
Well, one thing you can label me with is "long winded"... jj
It's no different with our poetry here. If you label your poem dark, someone comes along and says, oh that's not a dark poem because it doesn't have anything evil, sinister, disturbing or morbid in it. But I think suicide is none of those, but certainly a dark topic. I have had people complain because I la bled poems I consider erotic because of their sexual content but they thought it wasn't erotic enough or they thought it should be more sensual. It's crazy, I would rather there not be categories and let me fill in a blank box that says what it is. If it's mine, I should be the one to decide. And that is how life is, it's my life, let me label my life the way I want. But it's all about soundbites, they want a one word description, as if any of us are just one thing. And unless you are lucky and they like you for some reason, most of the time the word they slap on your forehead won't be one you will like.
Well, one thing you can label me with is "long winded"... jj
