Theres always post upon post of people complaining about being labelled. Be it goth, punk, freak, or just a free spirit, a deviation from the going ‘norm’ automatically attracts a label, no matter what you may say and do to justify yourself, you label them just as much.
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My life Changes Every day. Only to Get worse. THe pain in me, Grows And Grows. Never Ending. Never mercey. Every day is a war. LIfe and Death All around me. Mom Says she hates me. I know it’s true. Because she also hits me. she yells at me. Not once, has she ever said… Continue reading no title
Diffrent
I’m Diffrent. I’m not like you. I hate all off you. All you mother fuckers So pround of your innocince. I’m Forever liveing, Forever Suffering. Wanting to leave. But no way out.
Tempest Smith 03/27/02 —-a poem dedicated to tempest
If any of you herd about the 12 yr old who hung herself febuary 20,2001 …because she was teased everyday at school for wearing black clothing and being a wiccian…then you know why I put much concern into this story.Here goes my poem…