Freak by Sophia Vazquez


Los Angeles
3430 1/4 Drew street
United States
37° 15' 6.7428" N, 76° 39' 28.2312" W


by: Sophia vazquez

They call me a freak

Every word against me, my anger rises to the peak.

I felt sorrow, i let out a cry, one or two.

What if something like this happen to you?

You don't see i'm sad

you don't see i'm mad?

I've thought  about the things  you said..

Instead of feeling guilty, you laugh instead.

I don't know why

maybe because i'm shy?

Maybe because someone or something hurt you?

I don't have a clue.

Netherless, the problem isn't mine.

It's just a waste of time.

I've thought about it further, and now i don't care anymore.

Just leave me alone, it's all i ask for.

You don't know the true me

So what's the point of picking on me, you see?

I don't see myself as a freak

I am unique.

So just leave me be.

You're angry, you're hating

You're jealous of my perfection.

That's all i'll ever see now.



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