Thorn in my left
Thorn in my right
Everyone trying to take me down
But I stand straight up
Everyone laughing
While I'm crying
Too embarrassed to move
To embarrassed to sing
To embarrassed to do something new
Why am I like this
Why is this like this
Why can't I move
Why can't I speak
Delusions surround me
People try to kill me
Why don't they just do it
End it now
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Author:
francis (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is about bullying, teasing, embarrassment and what it does to a person
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Comments2
Now The myriad of honking sounded quite like the Fool's Overture
apologies to Supertramp but methinks the pigs were in the know
a passing visitor to the farm ask the farmer what's the palaver about
'Oh just take no notice of them, he says, they are all mad raving swines'
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