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I'm A Real Person Too

Poetry By: Stormbird Throneshaker
Poetry


Poem written 04/28/2012


Submitted:Apr 28, 2012    Reads: 13    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


No one listens to them when they want to have their say

so they pen it on paper or put it here for us to read today

They start out by saying I know that I don't write that good

and I may misspell words because I'm from a different hood.

But mom and dad or a brother and sister don't seem to care

or could it be a boyfriend or girlfriend that's never been there

I know that they all have hearts but their hearts just don't see

I know that they aren't blind but they are when it comes to me.

I'm just caught up in the middle of a battle for a thing called love

I'd like to be what they're fighting for but what are they thinking of

And it truly beats me why they beat me down with words or a fist

that's why I only have a heart and mind to write down all of this.

You see, I'm a real person too and I have real feelings just like they do

but why do they want to destroy my dreams and flush them like poo

Yeah I know that it's not easy for them to rake it or make a dime

but why do they take it all out on me, what did I do this time.

I just want someone to be on my side and put in a word or two

I just want to be able to say that I have someone like you

I'm not as big and strong as you, no I'm little and weak

There's times when all that I really want are shoes on my feet.

But how can I walk away from trouble when they say it's me

so even with shoes on my feet I couldn't get far enough away

and why doesn't any one listen to me when I want to have my say

No one listens to them when they want to have their say

so they pen it on paper or put it here for us to read today

They start out by saying I know that I don't write that good

and I may misspell words because I'm from a different hood.

But mom and dad or a brother and sister don't seem to care

or could it be a boyfriend or girlfriend that's never been there

I know that they all have hearts but their hearts just don't see

I know that they aren't blind but they are when it comes to me.

I'm just caught up in the middle of a battle for a thing called love

I'd like to be what they're fighting for but what are they thinking of

And it truly beats me why they beat me down with words or a fist

that's why I only have a heart and mind to write down all of this.

You see, I'm a real person too...





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