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Am I Your Dancer, Or Your Daughter???
written by devils angel 1309:50 PM 11/29/04You act as if I'm some prized asset for your trophy case
You brag about my 4.0; you swank my courage and expression,
You boast of my articulation; you sing your praises to my talent,
You crow about my acting; you blow your horn to my quirk.
I tell you I need your help; I'm falling fast in my pit of depression
I ask you for simple tasks; I beg you to understand what I want
I request only that you let me be who I am.
I raise the thought that you turn me hollow with your praises,
I tell you that you drive me mad, that my sanity faults with every compliment
I bring forth the idea that you are horrible people, and you push me away.
You can live with me so long as I keep my ballet-like state.
I can't live with you showing me off to your friends and family
You can live with me insane, homicidal and suicidal if I keep my intellect
I can't live with you acting as if I'm no longer a person, but a prize to be won
You can live with me having thoughts of killing everything I know,
If I still dance for you.
If I still dance for you, keeping rhythm, and keeping step,
If I still dance for you, a slave to your morbid song,
If I still dance for you, I am nothing but a mockery of a human being.
Find yourself a new dancer; I'm sick of you people. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
this isnt mine, but I really liked it, since i could realate.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by lonelyguardian (12-3-2004 - 12:49 AM)
| your poem hits home thats how it is for me just not dancing hope u feel better and have somebody to make u smile |
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