A/N
So hey: warning. This has a bit of language at the end. I actually wanted to edit it and take all that crap out, because it doesn't really add that much (to me) to the meaning of the poem. But I was having a pretty off day, so I put them in, and I feel like I should leave them, because then it's kinda more of a journal entry that sorta rhymes. Idk, I just thought it'd be more authentic if I left it as it was.
Also, no offense to any Americans, I was having a really, really bad day. And I know that doesn't warrant my hate against an entire country, but if you knew the story behind it, I think you'd understand.
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I just don't wanna let them down
Cause they all think I'm so good
So perfect
So cool
So weird
So strange
So different
But I've changed
I'm not so innocent anymore
Living in their country has changed me
Stuck in their culture has ruined me
I'm so lost
So confused
I don't know what to think anymore
I'm so sorry
That I'm not who they expect me to be
I'm sorry I'm not the perfect goody two shoes that they remember
I'm sorry I feel the need to swear because of how crappy my life has been
I'm sorry I can't be the example they once saw me as
I'm sorry I can't be the amazing student that they all love and hate at the same time
I'm sorry I'm so weak
I feel as if I might faint
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
If they hate me for who I've become,
I understand
Cause I hate me too
But they have to remember
That they're the ones who made me like this
They're the ones who created this new me
It's their fault
It's true
So I'm sorry that I wasn't strong enough
To stay nice and innocent and perfect
And I'm sorry I don't know how to help them
I'm sorry I don't fucking know how to help myself
But they can blame it on the country that brought all of this on me
Fucking shit-filled Hell of America
Land of fucking death
And home of the bitches who destroyed my innocence
Make no mistake
I love this place
God bless this Hell hole of fucked up ways
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Lost and Broken
PoetryInspired by APG222092, these are a bunch of the poems I've written over time. They actually get better as they go on. Please comment what you think! Enjoy! The picture was taken by me and the cover was created using PhotoGrid. Highest rankings: (12...
