Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

April 1, 2008

Call Me a Freak

by Adrianna

Go ahead!
Go ahead!
call me a freak
go ahead
say i'm weak
i will go on
to prove you wrong
and i'll come back
and sing this song
i'm a weed
i'm not going anywhere
i'm a knot
can't get me out of your hair
i am a painting
i will foever hold your stare
watch your words
and beware
i'm here to stay
so get out of my way
i want you to say
you're a freak
i can take it
say i'm weak
but i will sing this song
because i know you're wrong
i'm a weed
i'm not going anywhere
i'm a knot
can't get me out of your hair
i am a painting
i will forever hold your stare
you tell me i'm bad
you tell me to show
i know what i am
so what are you?

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