How many times must I prove myself?
Through their eyes I am nothing. Boring.
Miss Perfect.
Miss 'Goody two shoes'.
The angel.
The light is too bright to face,
Too bright to remain,
Too bright to see.
Wanting to leave,
Not knowing how,
How to show I'm fun,
Show I laugh.
Forget the world.
I feel isolated;
Left out of everything.
A shadow.
I can no longer blend
Into the world I'm supposed to be in.
I want to welcome the dark;
Follow it,
Embrace it.
Try something different. Be reckless.
Prove I can be someone with depth,
With meaning. I do know fun.
Things blaken.
First the nails,
The clothes,
The hair.
A shout for attention?
Or giving into acceptance from a darker life?
Author notes
Fed up of just being passed as 'the boring one'. I know going 'blacker' won't solve anything, but hey, I'm loving the colour at the moment.
A contest entry
- xxx - I'm not so perfect now am i ? - xxx by The Hardest Goodbye.
300 points, ended December 8, 2007, 14 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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love it
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woww this poem rocked.
its so going in my finalists list!!!! good luck in my contest. 
xo
kandy
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