Call Me A Punk

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A poem about me being a punk... Please comment! :D

Submitted: October 22, 2011

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Submitted: October 22, 2011

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Just me,

Look at my dark glow.

Sitting in the sunlight

Waiting for the darkness to grow.

I light up the night-

Tough on the outside

And at my state of mind.

 

A punk is me,

A hard core delight.

 

I listen to my role model,

Fucked up

In this annoying town.

 

My mom seems dissapointed,

Because I'm nothing like

The preps all around.

 

Trouble,

Me at all times.

Scheming up

A good time.

 

Punk-

My word to define.

Running through my day

High,

And lost in my mind.

Deep thoughts

Of badness

Cross all of the time.

 

Call me a punk,

I've been trying

For the longest time.


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