I'm sorry that I don't fit in
But that's just how I'm me
You'd rather have me thrown in a bin
Than see me walking around free
I'm going to be what I want to be
And you cannot change anything about that
I am going to stay forever free
While you make fun of the smart and fat
If something doesn't fit in
With your oh so "perfect" life
You want to put it in a trash bin
And cause it much pain and strife
So I'm going to be who I am
And thwart all of your plans
One day you'll come to understand
Human life is not in your hands
So let's see where you'll end up
With your life causing lies and pain
One day you'll have to step up
And you'll probably end up going insane
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Elements of My Soul
PoetryWell, I managed to get off my butt and type up the poem collection I probably wrote months ago. Hopefully, you guys enjoy what I have written, and I hope you have a good time reading it. These poems were the works of my hands, brain, and soul, and...
