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by IsolabellaFae 1 review

Uhhhhh....Another actual poem.Still sucks..Dunno..Just the way I think,I suppose.

Category: Poetry - Rating: PG - Genres: Angst - Published: 2013-03-09 - 171 words

They would call me crazy.
I hear voices.
I know they're not real.
Does that matter?
They tell me who I am.
Here is what they say:
You're stupid.
Bitch. You worthless fool.
Whiney fatass.
No good jerk. . .
At least they don't lie.
I know it's all true even if they're not real.
They're the only ones who don't lie to me.
Here's what they say:
You're not fat.
Get over it.
You're fine.
Perfect. . .
No. I'm not fine. Or pretty. Even if I was, it wouldn't matter.
I can't make a difference. I can't change the world.
So what?
So what if I can write?
No one cares.
No one ever cares.
It doesn't matter if all some girl left behind were a few stupid poems about feeling sorry for herself and hearing voices and being emotional.
Honestly, who gives a damn?
I wouldn't.
So why should someone else?
I'm just another body. Another girl.
Another person who didn't change anything important.
So. . . Who's crazy now?
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