PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

I Am ... What's There To Be Angry About?


I am different, you are nothing like me I am an individual, I never follow the crowd You judge because you cannot truly see Your ignorant thoughts scream to loud It's alright though, I'm cool, I accept who I am You are the one who stopping to press me and question without any authority I am a minority, looked down upon and mistreated However, I love me just as I am and you're the one running around all heated.
©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.