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Martin Sheck Poem
Why can't we scream our minds aloud
Let the world hear our thoughts
It does not matter who's around
Even though our minds were caught
If you did it they will hurt your reputation
Are thoughts are a form of evil
Mine have already been through tough times
The world will dye if you hear my thoughts
If you do it, the police will kill you
The stupid censorship will kill you
The popular kids will kill you
Worst of all the teachers will kill you
Well I do it anyways
My brain is just a big maze
Of thoughts and characters
That is how I live
My thoughts are very sexual
They make the girls very horny
I think like an intellectual
I already come off as hornny
AHHHHHH!!!!!!!! call the police
He is expressing his thoughts and feelings
He is dangerous, don't let Sherman go
Kill the pervert, Heil mtv heil
He doesn't respond
he is a wierdo kill him
BOOM!!!!!
Copyright © Martin Sheck | Year Posted 2009
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Martin Sheck Poem
I am a weirdo
I think creatively
You are a "normal" person
You tell me you do not think like I do
I Share my thoughts aloud
You keep your thoughts tucked
in a cage with a lock on it in your head
We both think thoughts
Our thoughts are the same
yet very different
I embrace my thoughts
While you try to kill your thoughts
We all think
Copyright © Martin Sheck | Year Posted 2009
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Martin Sheck Poem
What is normal?
A disquise we make in our minds
A coating to hide our fear of differences
Or maybe a rule book made by the man
No one is normal
no one is the same
It doesn't matter what you say
I love my differences the way they are
I am wierd
You are wierd
We are wierd they are wierd
They are wierd
That is why we must embrace our differences
Or else none of us are real people
normal is nothing to be proud of
Be yourself and live
Copyright © Martin Sheck | Year Posted 2009
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