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by Dora Elia Sepulveda Apr 17, 2005 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Black bracelets around her wrists spikes around her neck no one understands her no one gives her respect They think she's weird she thinks she's unique people talk about her but she don't care what they think she likes the way she is she don't care what people say as long as she's happy everything will be OK she dyed her hair black she wears black clothes she is who she is she's not trying to be a pose her friends tell her that she's changed she tells them she knows they ask why she looks at them and tells them, she doesn't know