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Yes I Plagiarized
God why is it so hard to write a poem Is it because I have nothing to say Or is it because I have too much that my mind can’t choose one topic I was too lazy so I copied a poem from an old notebook of mine I guess I was in this same position as I was before because I had copied it again Unknowing of my past actions I copied that poem and changed it up Without knowing, I had copied it from someone else originally Yes I plagiarized The very definition of that word makes me feel like a fake I am nothing more than a lazy cheater of life This is the way I have always been I would submit the same essays to different teachers Turn in the same work over and over again to avoid it I would even go as far as to take the same science fair project Yes the one from elementary and use it again in both middle school and high school Yes I plagiarized I’ve been copying my own work throughout school And the original work you may ask? That was copied from someone else years ago I had been using the plagiarized work so much, I believed it was my own If you may be wondering, I am not really talking about the poem anymore I am talking about myself How can I be creative and original when my whole life is a lie Yes I plagiarized I plagiarised so much when I was young I forgot I was lying Lying about the things I wrote Lying about the things I said Lying about the people I called “friends” Lying about the things I’ve done Lying to my friends and family about everything and anything I was lying about every little thing so I could fit in Yes I plagiarized I’ve gotten to that point were if I could have plagiarized my birth certificate I would have If I could have plagiarized the way I looked I would have If I could have plagiarized the very essence of my being I would have But those kind of things could not be plagiarized.. But yes Yes I plagiarized I’m not quite sure when this had all started I’m not even quite sure if it will ever end I don’t know who I am anymore because of all the lies All of the plagiarized lies cloud my thoughts and mind I can no longer think straight as a person If there was one thing I should have plagiarized It should have been how to be my original self. Yes I plagiarized Who knows Maybe the words that are slipping through my mouth are not my own What if this poem gets flagged down as a fraud Am I even deserving of a diploma at the end of the year? I didn't learn much throughout my 12 years of school I remember messing around and getting in trouble But in the end of the day I have to tell myself that Yes I plagiarized Sometimes I wonder if my heartbeats are not my own If every breath I take is not mine Every inhale was pure and untouched Every exhale was somebody else’s breath Nothing on my body is pure It’s all somebody else's I had to plagiarize myself into somebody else Yes I plagiarized
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