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I am disabled in many ways; speech impairment, epileptic, weak right side, blind in one eye and that's only a few!  This poem is based on how I feel whenever I experience a period of when people throw taunts at me or even attempt to assault me - that happened a lot when I was younger, I would return home covered in blood with horrible taunts ringing in my ears.  But this poem can also be put in the context of anyone who has suffered from bullying, believe me you don't have to be a teenager to be bullied, adults get bullied too.  It was written when my mind was too full of memories and emotions and needed to be emptied so I put pen to paper.


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Being Different

Every day and night all I can
hear are strangers cursing,
cracking jokes, and laughing
at my distorted image.
Words become weaponry,
life never seems to be rid
of discrimation and abuse
that is polluting the very air
I breathe.
Children stare, some even cry
from the sudden fear that grows 
when they see my distorted face.
Misunderstanding is thriving,
like a disease with no known cure.
Children I can endure, they
do not get under my skin like a
leech sucking life out of me.
Adults differ, they know the buttons
to press to cause hurt and unseen
agony; they seem to enjoy it.
I continue to smile, trying to mask my 
true feelings but within my mind a voice
speaks, always negative, always flashing
terrible memories of my childhood assaults.
I am different, I know, but life seems to
view me in a different light.
Memories I bare create scars within
my lonely soul,
it desperately tries to fit in a world
of fragmented images of 
what is considered beauty.
Normality does not come to those
who view the world in a light of 
fixed images for life itself is always
different, always changing,
then yet I am viewed as an alien,
unwanted, feared, almost hated.
Still, I keep on living, regardless of
how many times sticks and stones
are thrown onto my path.
Being different? 
Who actually cares?
Seems like everyone but life
itself evolves and so shall I.




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  1. Date: 6/10/2011 7:03:00 AM
    Congratulations on your poetry being featured this week Leighann. It is an honor to be on the list with you this week. May you find the inspiration to keep you writing. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 6/9/2011 10:13:00 AM
    Congrats! This is a beautiful write. Best of luck in the upcoming work you aspire.

  1. Date: 6/9/2011 9:42:00 AM
    Congrats Leighann on your poem being featured. Real beauty is within. Stay the beautiful you. Vince

  1. Date: 6/7/2011 8:49:00 AM
    My congratulations on your poem being featured this week, Leighann

  1. Date: 6/5/2011 5:21:00 PM
    Congrats Leighann on your featured poem this week on PS.. a magnificent one to share with us all my friend with luv..

  1. Date: 5/1/2011 2:28:00 PM
    A poignant poem. Some people take real pleasure in being cruel. It is THEY who are the distorted ones. As a friend of mine once said, "No-one can make you feel bad without YOUR permission." It is easier said than done, but we should not take to heart the opinions of morons. Take care now, Robert.

  1. Date: 4/10/2011 10:03:00 PM
    Unfortunately people are so cruel,,even when they do not mean to be,,to myself I am ugly,,though I do not linger on these thoughts,,others have said I was ugly,,some said I was cute and others say I am beautiful,, unfortunately we do not seem to get past the pysical,,till it is too late,,though beauty is and comes from the inside,,everyone looks different and some have strange or curious capacities that are noticed,, I understand how hard it is to be misunderstood and unliked, but I am me.

  1. Date: 2/17/2011 11:32:00 AM
    Welcome to PoetrySoup Leighann. I know this is a late welcome but, I have had some very pressing matters going on. I hope to be back and at full speed in the next week or so. Until then please keep writing and sharing your poetry. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 2/14/2011 10:10:00 AM
    do you want to know a secret? you don't only have to have epilepsy to have these feelings. sometimes the only difference is the color of skin and people will hate you just for that. it's too bad because thats the way God tell the good angels from the bad angels. the good angels help and the bad angels laugh and push aside. they have no sympathy. and the hatrred you feel God feels it to. that's why he hides from them and reveals himself to us. i love the way you write. you don't bore me.i luv you

  1. Date: 2/11/2011 6:56:00 PM
    I love the honesty of this poem...

  1. Date: 2/11/2011 4:32:00 PM
    Beauty is always in on the inside first... Your special in your way and soon the rest shall see... dont change yourself for them.. Be you and the best you can be and the rest will follow