Stupid

As I look upon my situation
I growl in frustration
Because I'm trying so hard
Just to be called a Retard

...Now lets forget the ryhming
Because its really not my thing
And now I'm just tired
Of doing the same old thing

Of trying to be someone I'm not
Of trying to be you
But I'm me
No questions asked!
Stop trying to protect MY virture

*Wow now that I'm trying to finish this poem...I cant really. Dont know whats wrong, but oh well.