I wasn't the most popular kid in school. I wasn't rich with money. I was rich with love. But noone seemed to care. They called me names. And Laughed at me because I had long hair. They thought I was lame because I did not have what they had. Everyday of my life. I was picked on and made fun of. But yet I still had love. I do not know how I made it through the pain and the strife. Sometimes I even wonder. Why I haven't yet taken my own life. I don't know. Maybe it was god. Maybe it was my love for music. And maybe, the love I had for others. But I will always be known as the school loser.
Reason for writing:
I was never the cool kid in school. I was always the one who was picked on and beat up. Just because I wasn't like the other kids. Thats my inspiration for this poem.
Birth sign: Taurus
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