Juggalette Poem

I\'m just a Juggalette with broken wings Just like a puppet caught up in its\' strings Fighting for what I believe in, what I think is right Fighting just to have one descent dream at night Trying to carry on day after day Picking myself up after harsh things people say I\'m tired of shedding tears when I could be doing other things I\'m sorry I\'m nothing more then a Juggalette with broken wings I\'ve reached realization that there\'s others just like me Bonded with the chains of hate just trying to break free These Juggalos pull me up and guide me along the way I only hope to repay them, in Shangri-La, one day They have helped me up when I was down They have wiped away my tears and frown That makes them more then just a friend to me That\'s why I refer to them only as my FAMILY They took me in and showed me what each Juggalo brings After all, I\'m just a Juggalette with broken wings