Different

by Raquel   Feb 26, 2006


I can feel you staring,
But still Im not sure why.
Am I really all that different,
I stand out but I dont try.

Red hair and dark make-up,
My nails black and green.
Jeans and All star high tops,
Weirdest thing youve ever seen?

T-shirts and black hoodies,
A chain around my neck.
Earphones, blaring music.
Do you think that Im a wreck?

Dont judge people so quickly
Im a Christian cant you see.
Appearances mean nothing,
Get to know the real me.

*Please Vote*
*i like comments too*
I wrote this when i moved to a new town from a big city. Nobody would stop judging me

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