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The secret to life..
Intrepid travelers, and wanderers about.
Hobos and transvestites, and paramount louts.
Traveling near, they come from afar,
To see this wicked mind that's too far from par.
Weird transit thoughts, interior turmoil.
From druggies on needles, who smoke off of foil.
The freaky and fascinating gather from all around.
To gaze upon the freakiest, broke mind that's been found.
My constant broke mind, my mad man's nonsense.
To the freaks and transients, it makes perfect sense.
To know what I know, internal thought wrought,
Makes sense of it all. The secret to know all that is sought.
The secret to life, that I'm privy to,
The secret to life, is Secretly you.
Hobos and transvestites, and paramount louts.
Traveling near, they come from afar,
To see this wicked mind that's too far from par.
Weird transit thoughts, interior turmoil.
From druggies on needles, who smoke off of foil.
The freaky and fascinating gather from all around.
To gaze upon the freakiest, broke mind that's been found.
My constant broke mind, my mad man's nonsense.
To the freaks and transients, it makes perfect sense.
To know what I know, internal thought wrought,
Makes sense of it all. The secret to know all that is sought.
The secret to life, that I'm privy to,
The secret to life, is Secretly you.
Published 14th Mar 2013
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Anonymous
14th Mar 2013 7:31pm
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Always remember, my friend! A freak to some may be a beautiful angel to others. As a Transgender Woman, I have been called a freak and worse than a freak... but to those who come to know me and love me I am oft likened unto an angel or even a goddess. I am simply me, however! What others see when they look at me, that is up to them to decide. But I believe we should all strive to see the good in others, and so! What Truly makes someone a freak? Only one person's definition! And mayhap the one who calls us that may be freakier by far, but in denial of their own nature, but they being so focused on bringing good people (who just happen to fit their definition of "different") down... they never see what truly lies within themselves. But when someone loves you, truly loves you... it doesn't matter WHAT the world thinks. And you have captured that notion nicely in the simple but eloquent ending to your poem here.
31st Mar 2013 8:47am
I've always been of the mind, "be who you are, and say what you mean. Because those who mind don't matter, and those who dont mind matter. "
1st Apr 2013 8:43pm
This is dope. I dig your style. Pen more like this, you have a cool flow when you want to.
