Call Me
They say I’m psychotic,
They call me stupid.
They say I’m weird,
They call me dark.
No light in my life, when I hide in the shadows.
Not even my friends understand.
I am every extreme,
Yet plain as can be.
What they see isn’t me
You saw through my act and call me beautiful.
Copyright © Kendra Meier | Year Posted 2007
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