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Poetry By: GhostLight

People who think the world should be looking at them instead of spitting at them. Get your head out of your arse.

Submitted:May 20, 2012    Reads: 25    Comments: 4    Likes: 5   

You wear unique

You buy unique

Your hair unique

Your future's still bleak

Your bands unique

Your style boutique

You change week by week

For the attention you seek

Does it not slap you awake when you realise that EVERYONE is trying to be that special snowflake. Is it easier to make an image of yourself instead of making something…of yourself? But hey! Why work hard and still be yourself when you can spend all your life proving that you're better than everyone else.

You attract air headed buffoons but retract your love for them so soon when you realise that all the tattoos and hi top shoes can never disguise that the pretty box with the flawless bow was just as empty and bland as the last you came to know.

You could be the gimmick or the person that people will admire, you can display it all and complain when you're burned by the fire. If reading this offends and red steam is set to spew think only that that you read it and found it to be you.


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