Shut up!
I'm tired of listening to you
You're driving me nuts
Telling me everything that's wrong with me
You don't know who I am
You've never tried to get to know me
I'm just a statistic to you
Another obese teenager
Another teen making self-inflicted wounds
But if you knew me
You'd know I'm not happy with who I am
Mediocre grades
Socially awkward
What do I have to look forward to?
Certainly not love
Alone, no one to confide in.
I slip into a misery
(Ah sweet misery-
I wish I found you sooner
I've always known
that Misery loves company)
Author notes
Everything in this poem is about me...
The last four lines are inspired by "Misery Loves Company" by Good Charlotte...
A contest entry
- ♥ Letters ♥ by Atrophya.
600 points, ended August 28, 2007, 34 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
I don't know if i should keep the stuff that is inside (these thingys)
Comments
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awesome, i hate statistics and when ppl think they know you but really they have no clue!!
Gl in the contest. =]
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i like the misery thing, i slip into misery, that was a great line.
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