Nerd
Yes, I'm a nerd.
But, on the basis that you call me a nerd, is absurd.
So what if I'm shy and quiet?
How on earth does that prove that I'm not right?
I feel suffocated when I'm with you guys.
I honestly think you're nothing but a bunch of hypocrites.
How come we are the villains when you shed your crocodile tears?
What if I'm really tired of your you-don't-belong-here stares?
"What? Trust me, I don't really discriminate against you guys. "
To the girl who said this: you are annoying and so are your lies.
I acknowledge that we don't have the same preferences or choices.
But does that make us so bad that you even get vexed by our voices?
This 'loving' poem was for my 'loving' classmates.
I can't, and I won't bother myself with your hates.
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