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At times I sit and wonder,
Wonder where I went wrong.
How did I not know,
How could I not tell?
I wish I could take back everything I did,
Only if I could just do what I wish.
It\'s hard to be in my shoes,
Always having to do my best.
My family expecting me to be perfect,
Yet what is perfect?
Is it the grades you get on a report card,
Or maybe what you choose to do on the weekends?
I\'m never going to be accepted,
Not even by my family.
I hate the way if I\'m not \"perfect\",
I have to suffer.
Why should I suffer when it\'s not my fault?
I\'m not the one that makes the \"rules\",
So why do I suffer through the pain and hardships of them?
©2003-2009 ~disturbedangel
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Anger taken out in paper, in soft words.

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Good good! Keep it coming and if anyone tries giving you "tips"...tell 'em to shove it and write their own poem...or draw their own picture in some cases.
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DA is sucking...I added a comment and I dunno if it went through...it probably did...if not, Good good! if anyone tries giving you advice, tell 'em to shove it and do it themselves.

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May 22, 2003

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