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So, this was a poetry assignment that I was given in LA class. It really pissed me off because at that point, I didn't write poetry, because it had been beaten into me that it all had to ryme and have form. i was also having a hard time in general at the moment, thus the reason it sound all emo like.
Cookies to you if you can name all of my references in the poem.

If you don’t understand… deal with it.

Ask me no questions,
I’ll tell you no lies.
Truth for truth
Eye for eye.

I’m like the summer bird,
So swiftly flown away.
But now I’m standing here,
With Thoughts that I
can’t explain.
Seeking faith,
And speaking words,
They never thought I’d say.

So who’s that Conner child there?
And who’s the Ride girls here?
What’s with the Shadeslayer?
And the shadow walker?
And who’s this Double sword kid?
What do they want from a girl like me?
I’m just a kid,
Wait, don’t go away.

Do you understand,
My dilemma here?
The fact of the matter,
Is that I can’t add up to what you want.
And everybody has a face that they hold inside.
He there when I close my eyes.
He’s laughing every time I fall.

I’m going to take it back,
And shove it in his face.
I’m not going to do
What you expect from me.
The labels reading ‘Damaged goods’
The kids are whispering ‘Freak’
But the amour that I’m wearing,
Is starting to get thick.
The Conner kid is calling,
And there all standing there.
The only thing I imaging,
Is for once being There.
I’m starting to not really care anymore,
And so I’m here to say.
You may be able to knock me down.
But I’m starting to not care.

So what if this thing doesn’t make sense?
It’s not new to me.
I don’t care what you get from it,
just don’t come asking me.
I’m not the one you want,
I’m not the one you need
I’m the one that questions all that you see.
It’s different
It’s strange
It’s me
And not the same

-Mia Winchester,
and the Gang.

This poem is similar to a lot of poems I wrote in early high school... I was a rather angry kid and none of my stuff made much sense to anyone unless they could somehow relate to the imagery or a sentence or two. I really did like this poem. Very very full of emotion in a dark place. I give it two thumbs up!