A Message From a Social Outcast
Staring at me as I walk by
You fake a smile, with disgust in your eyes
Under your breath you mutter rude words
Calling us freaks, geeks or nerds
I prefer smart but whatever keeps you satisfied
I could tell you to stop, I’m really not scared
And perhaps I would, if I really cared
I return your false smile as I walk out the door
I wish you could see I mean so much more
You fake a smile, with disgust in your eyes
Under your breath you mutter rude words
Calling us freaks, geeks or nerds
I prefer smart but whatever keeps you satisfied
I could tell you to stop, I’m really not scared
And perhaps I would, if I really cared
I return your false smile as I walk out the door
I wish you could see I mean so much more
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I wrote this poem after being bullied and labeled a geek at my school. It's my way of saying; yeah I am a geek, and anyone who thinks that's a bad thing is not worth my time.