Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Poetry

I am the cause of a world that's gone wrong.
I am just another teen walking the mall on Friday nights,
I am just one more wandering punk looking to pick fights,
All you see of me is my bondage pants and black hair,
If that's what Im worth to you then why should I care?!
If you got to know me, I could wash away your hatred.
I am the mall rat that recycles trash,
Storing it in my bondage pants.
I am the pacifist, vegetarian, straightedge punk,
The one that cares too much.
I am the one with the blackened eyes,
Eyes that are not blind.
I am the one in all black clothing,
Causing too little commotion,
For your preconceived notions.

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