To them, I’m lost and brilliant.
I’m smart and my future is bright,
But they act like I don’t know who I am
And they have to teach me what’s right.
To them, I’m quiet and different.
I’m weird and overly nice.
When I speak, I’m a little too peppy
And, in the end, I’m not worth their time.
To them, I’m innocent and naïve.
I’m ignorant when it comes to life.
They think my smile holds nothing but joy.
They know nothing of my inner strife.
To them, I’m hyper and stupid.
I’m always talking and moving around.
I’m attention deficit, so they call me dumb.
Now I won’t make a sound.
To him, I’m annoying and worthless,
Nothing but dirt on his shoe.
Everything I do is wrong, wrong, wrong!
And everything he says is true.
To her, I’m wise and crazy,
Immature, lively, and strong.
I’m a friend, no, a sister,
And I can be both right and wrong.
To me, I’m iridescent.
I won’t deny anything they say,
For every person has a different view.
A thousand words a picture portrays.
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