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Poetry By: Camisado92

People recently just asked why i am so dark. Here is my answer.

Submitted:Dec 15, 2008    Reads: 165    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   


Ask before you assume.

People just get to treat like me just because of what we wear? How is that fair?

The other day I walked in to school confident of everything.

I was happy with my makeup, my outfit, my hair.

Until the people started talking.

Talking about things they know nothing about!

They made me feel small.

Suddenly my outfit wasn't so cool.

My hair wasn't as awesome as I had thought.

My makeup was lame.

I felt underneath everyone.

I thought about running away but I had to keep my head up.

Until I was tripped.

Sitting on my knees,

I started thinking.

Should I lose a hundred pounds,

dye my hair blonde

and stop wearing the things I do?

Would I be treated better by humanity if I was cookie-cutter?

Everyday I get looks from even the people I don't know.

Just because I look different that makes me a delliquant?

That makes me satantic?

If only you people knew!

I am the way I am so that I don't have to force a laugh when someone says 'penis' or pretend to complain about how 'douchey' that guy was last night to that girl.

I'm sick of pretending to be someone I'm not.

I dress the way I do because that's how I'm feeling, not how this guy will feel when I dress that way.

I'm not average,

I'm not normal,

but at least I'm more truthfull to myself than you are.

So the next time you think about pushing me around or shouting things at me just to see me cry and run away,

think of yourself.

Think about why your doing this.

Do you really hate me that much?

Or do you just want a group of friends to belong to?


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