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I was born different I believe in science Yet is it defiance? Some call it angst I say it’s strength You can be different Your parents can have opinions Yes you’ve lived in their dominion But you can do what you want Don’t let them give you a haunt I can have a distinct thought Because I am not their bot Religion, career, goals Afterlife, love, friends, souls I am strong in the way I speak I am proud that I am unique No one can put words in my mouth For example, North, West, East, South I can make this a short poem I can make the rhyme scheme open I can make stanzas parallel Or make this syllable swell Or this poem could be longer Making my words even stronger This poem has no distinct sound But isn’t that what makes it pound Five, five, four, four, four, four Maybe this stanza will have even more Is it wrong to take from myself? Stealing straight from my bookshelf “Got to think, got to focus” “Or my life will go unnoticed” I think it is mostly alright It’s fine if I take what I write So what is this poem’s message? It seems pulled out of a wreckage Words mismatched, lines have been detached The focus scratched, but the theme patched? Here it is Was no quiz It can be hard Life can be scarred Yes, you were born rare Show it if you dare
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Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 7:34 PM UTC
You can be different
I was born different I believe in science Yet is it defiance? Some call it angst I say it’s strength You can be different Your parents can have opinions Yes you’ve lived in their dominion But you can do what you want Don’t let them give you a haunt I can have a distinct thought Because I am not their bot Religion, career, goals Afterlife, love, friends, souls I am strong in the way I speak I am proud that I am unique No one can put words in my mouth For example, North, West, East, South I can make this a short poem I can make the rhyme scheme open I can make stanzas parallel Or make this syllable swell Or this poem could be longer Making my words even stronger This poem has no distinct sound But isn’t that what makes it pound Five, five, four, four, four, four Maybe this stanza will have even more Is it wrong to take from myself? Stealing straight from my bookshelf “Got to think, got to focus” “Or my life will go unnoticed” I think it is mostly alright It’s fine if I take what I write So what is this poem’s message? It seems pulled out of a wreckage Words mismatched, lines have been detached The focus scratched, but the theme patched? Here it is Was no quiz It can be hard Life can be scarred Yes, you were born rare Show it if you dare
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20/M/US
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 7:34 PM UTC
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