It is time i left my feelings
back in the classroom that day
                                            It's not normal to feel this much for someone..
It's me that make the thoughts stay

                I must train my mind to act and think in a way that i can't be hurt
                                    I must say we're just friends without any hesitation
how I feel must be wrong ignore the sensations,
                                                     ­                                   forget the temptations.

We are told we can be whatever we want, what we like
but being different to what others see as normal oh don't even consider it..how can this be right?

''Different must be wrong''        we drill into our heads day after day..
even though     we are all different       ..how does this make sense?

We live in a word full of sheep all huddled together making it easy
for farmers control all, to call the shots
We pretend not to notice the sheep not up to standards are replaced with
                                                            ­nO rMa l, aC c ep TA bl e in their spot.
No one says a word for fear to lose their place in the social world a place                they tried to hard to reach
                                  So i try to speak for them all
no words escape my mouth just hello poetry add poems button my fingers fall