When will they learn,
I can't speak in front of a crowd
When will they see,
The hatred that grows in me
It's only a matter of time,
I'll have to do it again
I'm so very sick of,
The stares
I have to show them,
Someone who isn't me.
There's something in the way,
There's always something blocking me
Someone who won't let me through.
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My Dark Friend-A Book Of Poems
PoetryJust some pathetic poems I've been writing for awhile.