Born like a freak

by The Black Rose   Nov 14, 2007


They shout at me
scream at me
yelling i'm a freak
and when they come closer
they hit me

my self image changed
first i thought they were wrong
it slowly turned to truth
cos when i look into the mirror
i see a freak of nature

i smash the mirror to pieces
and cry my eyes out
tonight is the last night
that they can call me a freak
cos they'll regret saying i'm a freak

i walk out the door
with a shotgun and some grenades
i see the bastards
and shoot them to pieces

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  • 15 years ago

    by ShIsAnA tHe OnE aNd OnLy

    Shit! i thought in the poem "you" were going to kill your self this is strong.passionate.powerful. 5/5 keep writing

  • 17 years ago

    by TotaMariee

    Bloody heck!
    very strong meaning, and very strong words!
    wonderful!
    xxx

  • 17 years ago

    by lost and incomplete

    Beautifullandpassionate

    XjamezXangelXofXdarknessX

  • 17 years ago

    by KJ

    WOW! What a perfectly written piece! I loved everything about it starting with the flow of it to the usage of vocabulary. Emotion was great by the way. All around great poem =}
    5/5

    PaSsIoNaTe kIsSeS

  • 17 years ago

    by Evil One

    Strong feelings, I know what it is to be like a freak, but we have to stick together, keep up the good writitng

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