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Author: DarcyNussey
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry/Drama - Reviews: 1 - Published: 03-29-07 - Updated: 03-29-07 - Complete - id:2340657

Struggling for a way,

To appreciate this day,

Never had a style,

And never felt worth while,

I don’t wanna follow a stupid trend,

All I want is a group of friends with whom I blend.

I don’t wanna drown in pink,

And I wanna be able to think,

I'm always on my own,

And yet you call me a clone,

Since when do I look like those girls?

So fragile they’re like precious pearls,

At least I can make up my own mind,

And unlike you I'm not blind,

I wear my own ideas,

That cascade down like ancient tears,

I can swallow my pride,

And tell you that I lied,

I’ll never be ok,

And I wish I could stay,

But blood drips on the floor,

And you burst through the door,

It’s to late I’ve already gone,

And to say good bye I’ll sing this song.

I will wear my own ideas,

That cascade down like ancient tears.



© Copyright 2007 DarcyNussey (FictionPress ID:513695).


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