AN: hi my name is Morgan. The video above is my favourite poem, I took my inspiration for the poem below from this poem. I'm sorry if this sucks... I tried very hard on writing this poem and this is my every first poem ever!
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We were the imperfections in a school filled with perfectionist.
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Through the years of self hatred,
He always believed the perfectionists,
He wasn't the only one to believe them.
From the girls that take drugs to get the 'perfect' bodies,
To the boys how go to therapy in their spare time,
They believed that they will "always be the imperfections"
She had no way out,
An easy target,
They said it was her own fault.
She was from a broken home,
Her own mother not sane,
A drug user.
She was seen as childish,
Yet she didn't have much of a childhood.
"Loner" was their favourite to call her,
Next up was weirdo.
It seems like every year their is a new set of names to be called.
They line up the so called 'imperfections'
And shoot them down,
One by one with different names,
Different bullets.
"Freak, weirdo, ugly, scum bag, loner."
The list of names goes on and on.
However there is a bright side,
School ends,
The name calling ends.
The perfectionist were wrong,
Wrong about all of us,
Everyone is perfect.
If you don't see it,
get glasses,
get a little closer to the mirror.
The perfectionist are wrong,
They will always are so wrong about us!
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Poems
PoetryThis is a book of poems that I thought of or love. I have been working hard to write poems for a while now so instead of writing them down on paper I am putting them here as I feel like getting criticism, positive and negative, will build up my self...
