I am the artistic
Crazy girl that sits alone
Everyday in the corner
Staring at the clock waiting
For the day to be overwith
No body talks to this loner
I am to good for them anyways
I have my own brain
Im not some dumb doll
I think for myself
I do my own work
I have a God given talent
Im the loner that sits in the corner
Who has very few friends
Whos life is hell
But I have God
I try not to fall
Im a perfectionest
I am an artist
I am me
A contest entry
- Identity by Escape--.
300 points, ended May 11, 2007, 39 entries
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Comments
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I have felt exactly as you have described so wonderfully in this poem.
"But I have God
I try not to fall
Im a perfectionest
I am an artist
I am me"
Those lines decribe it so well. Good job.

