People look at me and laugh
They walk around like clowns wishing they
Had what it takes to walk my way
What a shame to still someone else name
They go around and say bad things and
Get others to believe something that isn't true
About me how crazy but I will never let you
Bring me down don't you see you could never
Be me God made me the way I look and that
Will never change my DNA
They make fun of my every move
But then I must say look in the mirror and what
Do you see is darkness in your life
Not too pretty is it?
What I want to know is what is it about me that people hate
Could it be the fact that I have nothing to prove
People are just ignorant for no apparent reason,
I love me that is just the way it is
They talk about me every season for whatever reason
If they see a hot man look my way thing can get nasty
That will tell him bad things about me for him to look
Somewhere else as long as it was not at me
What for, I don't know, this war has been going on too long
I don't really care, and my attitude shows it
People are going to talk if I like it are not
But, that's okay because I know how to walk
And how to be me
They are wasting their time talking about me
I'm using my time to walk away so free in the summers breeze
On easy with my happiness I am me
I don't have time to play little childish games
My life is so real I don't need to play the loser games
At least I can I say I'm happy in my skin God gave me
But I want to say thank you for taking your time out for me
Because it means I'm doing something right I'm always on
Your hateful minds
I feel life is going just fine :)
I really don't like to fight I love me you must see :)
People are only looking at me because they wish they was me
They spend hours looking on the outside of me
Wow they would hate me even more if they see my big heart
Of what makes me
The part of me they should talk about is what's in the inside
How God loves me and gives me peace even in the life I live
Of hat and shame of child play
They also look at the downfalls of themselves
I know that must really hurt but don't give me your dirt
Sometimes, I just have to tell them
There's no shame in my game
I have a lot of love for myself and I don't want to take time out
To put your nasty ways in my heart
So, people can take their opinions about me and stack them on a shelf
And take the book down and write down what you have to learn
For those who look at me and make fun of me
I know I'm all in the game of being me
I just have to ask you something
Are you really looking at me are your nasty self
For those who are laughing at me
I bet you cry in your sleep wishing you were never that mean,
I want to tell ask you something
Is it really me you're laughing at
This is a poem for my 'Haters' to think about not me but at themselves
Love to all my haters :)
- Judy Emery © 1981
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery