I'm a social outcast.
Been so ever since I can remember.
I'm not accepted anywhere.
Nothing I do is good enough.
Just because I don't
Think about sex all day.
Just because I don't take drugs.
Just because I don't smoke.
I don't drink.
I dress differently.
I'm a pariah.
It's true what they say:
"Life ain't fair."
I know that better then most.
You'd think I'd be used to it.
5 years and friends I can count on one hand.
I once heard some words of a song:
"His life was stole, now I'll never know"
If only I'd been accepted, would things be different?
I guess I'll never know.
------- Author's Notes -------
The song was Kelly Rowland - Stole. I don't usually go in for RnB, but this song almost brought me to tears the first time I heard it.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|anonymous (126.96.36.199) -- Wednesday, April 13 2005, 12:59 pm|
thats a good poem,i know how you feel all day everyday,being excluded because i dress differently or act different or just because i hang ouyt with people who are "retarded" i hate using that word but thats what we are called,an i agree that kelly rowland song is really good. you will get through it even on the small amount of friends you have im sure they love you for who you are.
|Raimee (188.8.131.52) -- Wednesday, April 13 2005, 04:56 pm|
Thats good, I liked it. // "im sure they love you for who you are." // Course we do. :)
|Terrie* (184.108.40.206) -- Wednesday, April 13 2005, 05:58 pm|
we are all unique in all we do....
death stealin' a life time mate...
at a very early age...
life on hold to raise two lil' ones..
2 best friends...
many years later jumped back in...
do it all over again?
in a heart beat...
on a personal level life in general isn't fair...
we survive the worst storm ...
all passin' through...
we all have different things to offer one another as a whole...
|Holly (220.127.116.11) -- Wednesday, April 13 2005, 06:50 pm|
This poem sums up teenage life so well. It's fantastic. And thaks for teaching me what "pariah" means xD
|anonymous (18.104.22.168) -- Thursday, April 14 2005, 06:24 am|
i don't smoke, don't drink, don't take drugs....gosh i'm a real pariah....a new word for me...woopeeee! thanks!!! mike...i'll join your club..."The Pariah!"
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