why can´t I be normal?

[Peanut]

When I was small, I was so curius wanted to know all
there was to know. Asked questions all the time.
But somewere on the way I learned that I was annoying.
Went silent, shy, lost my courige.
Was left out in kindergarden, no one wanted to play.
Then I had friends but they moved away.
My best friend is changin´
thinks of nothing but make-up, boys and clothes
and is irritated that I don´t.
Why do I write, draw and read?
Why can´t I be normal?

[Cammie]

why you write and draw and read? Because you, my dear, are an individual!
And trust me, the make up and boys will most likely make their appearace at some point...

I loved this!

Love,
Cammie

[Lily]

*hugs Lise* I think this poem is very down to Earth and very easily related to. I like it. Thanks for sharing with us!

[Peanut]

*hugs back*
I´m glad that you like it! It means a lot to me.

Love,
Lise

[Lily]

You should put on more!! *grins* We'd love to see them! *does pathetic looking puppy face*