Insomniacs, Freaks, Geniuses, and BulliesMature

Insomniacs,

Down in the kitchen, midnight snack.

Tossing and turning, the nightmares can't come back.

I can't sleep,

Won't sleep,

For fear of fear itself.

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Freaks,

Head down, weave through the crowd,

Hands over ears, wish that they weren't so loud.

I don't want to be normal,

Can't be normal,

Just want to be accepted and loved.

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Geniuses,

Eyes darting, gaze calculating and cold,

Too smart to fit in, to smart for society, or so they've been told.

I don't want to give this up,

Can't let go of this intelligence,

J'ai besoin de comprendre ce.

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Bullies,

Hiding insecurities and weakness, the fact that they're not tall,

By kicking, spitting, throwing someone against a wall.

I don't know why I do this,

Really shouldn't do it,

Can't seem to stop, let vulnerability show.

The End

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