Diary Of A Freak
Spend 8 hours a day there.
8 hours of constant staring, insults, threats.
I walk through the canteen,
Eyes watching me,
Mouths laughing at me.
Nudging each other, pointing.
Go out to the garden for some air.
There they are again.
Endless jibes, digs at my 'abnormality'.
You'd think they'd grow out of it once they hit puberty.
I mean, after 5 years I was looking forward to a break.
And there actually was a respite,
For about a week or two.
Then it started over.
Now, it's only getting worse.
And I have at least two years here.
I really don't know if I can take it again..
We'll see, eh?
Let's all see how far we can push him
Before he loses it..
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Yanny (188.8.131.52) -- Saturday, December 3 2005, 10:56 pm|
Honestly, for once i can say I know what you feel! Ha. I hate it so much. Poeple trying to push me to my limits, the most they got is an ignoral, sometimes a swear word or a shove, but never till i completely crack. People are retarded in that sense of way, the sort of survivial of the fittest. i hate it.
|Emma (184.108.40.206) -- Sunday, December 4 2005, 09:41 pm|
Nice, I like it. And damnit, I have like 7 years at college if I'm gonna study what I wanna study.. I was kinda thinking it'd be different than judgemental high school.
|Mike (220.127.116.11) -- Monday, December 5 2005, 01:34 pm|
I go to a 6th form college, so it's only two years. If I want to go on to uni, it's gonna be another 5 years or so.. And nope, college is the same for me.. Worse in some cases.
|Meri (18.104.22.168) -- Tuesday, December 13 2005, 09:54 pm|
Hey poet! I think this is the first time I've used your full name. What's happening? See some people want to test us and test us, because we let them. Until we do something about it, they'll back off and loosen up some; well, some people will. Plus, some people do what they do because they don't condone our lifestyle or background. Whether it be our sexuality, our religion, or what we stand for. They are old enough now to learn when to say and when not to say certain things. If we don't condone certain things, then so be it. We don't have to ridicule, put down, or deride someone else just because we think they're wrong and we're right. Our opinions aren't the only ones that matter.
|Meri (22.214.171.124) -- Tuesday, December 13 2005, 09:55 pm|
P.S. Mike, I'm trying to put the word "we" into every comment and opinion that I make, so that I won't sound one-sided in using you all the time. LOL!
Btw, you're lucky in having to stay in college for only two years. I got two more years to go and then some...
Take care Mike!
|Meri (126.96.36.199) -- Tuesday, December 13 2005, 09:57 pm|
Messed up in the first 'Meri' comment of mine. In the third line where the word "until" is, it should be "if". Sorry there.
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