Weighed and measured
I kept this to myself, no one ever knew,
Not even me, buried forever, thought I was through,
Till I was 12, and that painful reminder came at me hard, face to face,
I was rummaging through my thoughts lace by lace,
John Muir high, summer school was the place,
Never thinking, Id face me again,
Till 4 young girls decided that I would do that and more from within,
I was sitting, studious in my work, well on my way to finishing it,
Paying no one, not even the cute girls I liked any mind,
I was pimping my school work, hard on the grind,
But the soft ears I have decided to drift a little and hear what was around,
Listen to see what was abound,
And boy did they catch something, something I wished they had not,
Something that stands as the most humiliating thing that ever occured to me, as it ought,
These chicks were laughing at me because I had a huge hole in my pants,
Something I completely forgot, my head was now in an embarassing array of rants,
I turned red, and closed my legs because I had been swinging them so freely,
All about my school work dedicated instensly,
But that flaw, that fatal flaw I pledged earlier in the morning to hide hit me smack in the face,
The fact that I was a poor child took its place,
But it got worse, far worse, that is embarassing, but a wound that can easily heal,
What came next was pain for real,
The 4 girls took it upon themselves to judge me,
One by one they stood beside me,
Ohh hes ugly One SHOUTED,
OMG, id never go out with him another imaprted,
They took their turns stabbing me with emotional wounds that left scars to this day,
There are 2 that stand out more than ever anyway,
One girl stood next to me and said, "well, hes not ugly, but hes not cute either,
What the Fuck? Just as I suspected, and I think she was being nice,
There that day laid no sugar, no spice,
That same girl then regretted her comments as she said, one day, hell be rich and hell show us all, you watch,
Hard to believe seeing I was the kid whose crotch,
Was just a swaying around for them to see,
Moving about quite freely,
Since then, I have always wanted to prove her right,
Be wealthy with all my might,
Transform into the swan who was once and ugly duckling,
And show them that there are consequences for their harsh words and chuckling,
But, that day hasnt come,
15 years later im still on the course, on the run,
No fundamentals were put in place so that I can learn sooner and not now,
Instead im taking my steps with a pow, ow!
Hopefully now I can take my place,
And show them all, im just as human as you are in what we call the human race.
Not even me, buried forever, thought I was through,
Till I was 12, and that painful reminder came at me hard, face to face,
I was rummaging through my thoughts lace by lace,
John Muir high, summer school was the place,
Never thinking, Id face me again,
Till 4 young girls decided that I would do that and more from within,
I was sitting, studious in my work, well on my way to finishing it,
Paying no one, not even the cute girls I liked any mind,
I was pimping my school work, hard on the grind,
But the soft ears I have decided to drift a little and hear what was around,
Listen to see what was abound,
And boy did they catch something, something I wished they had not,
Something that stands as the most humiliating thing that ever occured to me, as it ought,
These chicks were laughing at me because I had a huge hole in my pants,
Something I completely forgot, my head was now in an embarassing array of rants,
I turned red, and closed my legs because I had been swinging them so freely,
All about my school work dedicated instensly,
But that flaw, that fatal flaw I pledged earlier in the morning to hide hit me smack in the face,
The fact that I was a poor child took its place,
But it got worse, far worse, that is embarassing, but a wound that can easily heal,
What came next was pain for real,
The 4 girls took it upon themselves to judge me,
One by one they stood beside me,
Ohh hes ugly One SHOUTED,
OMG, id never go out with him another imaprted,
They took their turns stabbing me with emotional wounds that left scars to this day,
There are 2 that stand out more than ever anyway,
One girl stood next to me and said, "well, hes not ugly, but hes not cute either,
What the Fuck? Just as I suspected, and I think she was being nice,
There that day laid no sugar, no spice,
That same girl then regretted her comments as she said, one day, hell be rich and hell show us all, you watch,
Hard to believe seeing I was the kid whose crotch,
Was just a swaying around for them to see,
Moving about quite freely,
Since then, I have always wanted to prove her right,
Be wealthy with all my might,
Transform into the swan who was once and ugly duckling,
And show them that there are consequences for their harsh words and chuckling,
But, that day hasnt come,
15 years later im still on the course, on the run,
No fundamentals were put in place so that I can learn sooner and not now,
Instead im taking my steps with a pow, ow!
Hopefully now I can take my place,
And show them all, im just as human as you are in what we call the human race.
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