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I'm not "one of those people"
I'm not preppy
I'm not goth
I'm not girly
I'm not boyish
I'm not punk
I'm not scene
I'm not ghetto
I'm not redneck
I'm not emo
I'm not stupid
I'm not honors
I'm not advanced
I'm not mental
I'm not high
I'm only different
I can't explain to you,
you'll just have to see for yourself.
But do not categorize me...
I hate being labeled as
"one of them"
I'm not preppy
I'm not goth
I'm not girly
I'm not boyish
I'm not punk
I'm not scene
I'm not ghetto
I'm not redneck
I'm not emo
I'm not stupid
I'm not honors
I'm not advanced
I'm not mental
I'm not high
I'm only different
I can't explain to you,
you'll just have to see for yourself.
But do not categorize me...
I hate being labeled as
"one of them"
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with
I toyed with titles for this piece for a really long time.
Scared, terrified, shaking down to the core.
I'm so happy but sometimes can't sleep.
Encouraged, excited, ecstatic, elated...
Why I'm awake to stretch my legs,
Why my cur might pee in a U-Haul,
Why my anklet is unraveling,
Why I never want to cut my hair again,
Why I am who I am today,
Why I am a patriot,
Why I want to visit every town in this state,
Why I want to cry with my best friend,
Why I'm in love with the future,
Why I'm no longer glued to my past!
Why I'm out of bed in the morning,
Why I smile at every dirt road
If I keep walking
Down this naked walkway,
Naked myself, unkn
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Untitled
I see you everyday and
everyday I try to throw
away all these memories
of you.
We were inseparable--
you and I
complete opposites
yet so close
like magnets
opposites attract.
The jokes that
no one but us understood
still get a chuckle from me
from time to time
but then I remember--
and stop.
The noises, the yelling
We were practically drowning
in anger and hatred
Phone calls were
absolute shit
silence for an hour
until someone finally
just hangs up
The end was
inevitable
held my hand out
one last time
and that's how
it stayed.
I found our old pictures from
back when physical photos
were a common thing
our smil
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Little Wish
You're alone in this world,
in this scary, scary world.
You're alone in a crowd.
Who can you see?
The ghosts who haunt your mind.
See us, believe in us
Dead to your world.
The stars in the sky can no longer carry your wish.
What else can catch your dream?
You can't find the angels of your world.
Where in the empty sky will you turn to next?
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