I Am A Freak

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So this is the first actual poem like this I have wrote. It is about bullying, discrimination and prejudice - partly because of the times when I have been bullied for how I choose to look and what I like, and also because I believe this is an issue which should be addressed. Please tell me what you think of this.

I am a freak
A loser; a weirdo
I deserve to be bullied, humiliated, insulted
I'm not worthy of being in the same room as you
That's the way you feel about me
Just because I'm different to you
Because I don't like the same things that you do
And because I don't do any of the things you do

I can tell by the look in your eyes; you despise me
You can't fake that look of hatred, everytime you see me
And the rude way in which you treat me
Insulting me all the time, everyday
Acting like I don't belong here and shouldn't even be here
Treating me as if I am worthless
But the funny thing is
You barely even know me
And you think you know everything about me
You've made your judgement just by looking at me

I am a freak
I'm ugly; a mess
I shouldn't be allowed out in public looking like this
Someone should force me to get changed
That's what you think when you look at me
Just because I don't wear the same clothes as you
Because I'm dressed differently to everyone else here
And because nobody looks like me in any fashion magazine

All day you ridicule me about what I'm wearing
You keep constantly shooting your comments at me
Going on and on about how stupid I look
And how I'm a freak for dressing the way I do
You stare at me as if I'm an alien
Constantly glancing at me; looking shocked and disgusted
But the funny thing is
You're dressed exactly the same as everyone else here
At least I have originality, unlike any of you
You wouldn't even dare to dress remotely like me

I am a freak
I'm messed in the head, a psycho
I deserve to be locked up
Dragged to the nearest mental institution and left there
All because sometimes I can't take it anymore and I snap
Because something I've got to fight back and defend myself
And because I get tired of always being a victim

I can hear you all loudly gossiping about me
Talking about me as if I'm not even there
Spreading the word about who I fought;
Who I slapped; who I threw something at
Over reacting and making things up
Then the rest of you come to torment me
And make it known you don't want to be near me
Acting as if you fear me
But the funny thing is
You all claim to know exactly what happened
When most of you weren't even though
You would have done what I did in my situation
But for some reason it's always different for me
And no one talks about what the other person
It's always me who is in the wrong
Even when I was just defending myself

You sit there making judgements
Insulting me every chance you get
You think it's okay to bully me
Make rude comments, pick on me
You seem unaware that I have feelings too
That I get hurt and feel pain
To you I am just another worthless loser
To you I don't deserve happiness
But the funny thing is
No matter what you say to me
No matter how much you knock my self esteem
No matter what any of you believe
I know I am more than just a freak

AWSOME! man I felt all the emotions the rush! I can't stand bully's I was bullied alot when I was younger by kids in school and at home! I liked this alot maybe because I could relate to it so much or you know maybe because it's just that good! Hope to read more from you!

^ Thankyou so much - it means a lot. I hope to write more too!

I like this. Not just because I've been a victim of bullying and discrimination myself, but just because I like it. People can be contrary, can't they?

I would have to say, with a few edits - maybe:

In the first stanza: "different to you". I feel like this might make a bit more sense if it was "different from you", distinguishing a difference between the speaker and the receiver of the piece.

With the second stanza, the first line, you could change that semicolon to a colon and it might have a smidgen more effect on the reader, but that's personal preference. In the second line, "everytime" should have a space and be "every time".

In the third stanza, second line, the semicolon could be a comma. Again, personal preference. And again, "differently to everyone else" could be "differently from everyone else" and institute a feeling of a bit more separation; the word "to" incites a feeling of going towards or facing, while the word "from" evokes feelings of running away or being further from.

In the fourth stanza, second line - "shooting" or "shouting"? I don't have anything against the word choice, I'm just a mite bit confused by that, considering the similarities.

Fifth stanza, sixth line - "something" or "sometimes"? Again, nothing against the word choice, but it seems like "sometimes" would fit better. I'm not sure about your intention when you were writing this, though.

Sixth stanza. "[W]ho I fought;/Who I slapped; who I threw something at" - those semicolons could be changed to commas or periods. In the case of the first one, after "fought", it seems out of place because of your lack of ending punctuation on the lines before and after that. Eleventh line, "weren't even though" - "weren't even there"? It would make more spatial sense. Fourteenth line, "what the other person/It's". Did you mean "what the other person did/It's always me"?

I didn't find any real problems with the seventh stanza.

Again, I really do like this poem, even if I think it could use some improvement. That's just me, after all.

Thankyou for the review. Yes, there are some words you suggested changing which I meant to have instead of the words I did use. I did mean to put "shooting" but I'll think about changing that when I edit it later.

This is a great poem. It doesn't need to have metaphors, deep words.. But everything written in th poem, it's real. I can feel the emotion the poet put on it while writing. It's great. I mean it.

Though I'm not being bullied and I never experience it, I can feel it, and it's as if I experience that thing. My guilt started running through my head when I read your poem. I'm not being bullied, you see, but I never bully someone. Well, maybe I did a few times unconsciously. There are some people in school that looks weird and were judged a lot just because they look and act weird and are lonely most of the times. It's like I can hear all of them talking to me and saying "Why didn't you ever told your friends they're doing wrong?" "You accepted those judgments your friends told you about us.. And never did took any chance to know if those judgments are real and true." And the like. I don't bully people a lot, but I never saved them from it. I know I can save them, since I am one of a popular peer in school and I am known by a lot people, I know people will listen to me when I talk, and I know I can stop them from bullying a judged person. But I never did.

I admit I'm not perfect and I sometimes bully people but I knew it was wrong and tried my best to stop it, and I did.But I can't help to pre-judge people in my mind.

And now I know a bully can affect a person's life a lot.


This is a great poem.

I personally like the way your poem had started with the I am a freak. verse. It was very straightforward and took the reader right to the point of what you were trying to say and express. Also the way that in every other stanza that you included the I am a freak. statement. It keeps pointing back to what the title of the poem is and how the speaker feels and/or thinks about themselves as a person.

In the very last stanza, the speaker turns around the opinion of his or her self and states that being a "freak" to everyone else is simply who him/her is. When the realization of the speaker dawns on them that they do not have to live in the judgment of everyone elses' cruel opinions, it is a big turning point for the reader as well as the speaker. When I read the last verse of the poem, I felt happy that the speaker had come to this conclusion: that he/she would not see himself/herself as everyone else has saw him/her.

The emotions in the poem were different as you continued to read down the stanzas. I liked this because 1) The mood of the writing blended seamlessly as you read it. And 2) It also symbolizes the (eventual) process of thoughts and emotions that a person were to feel in this sort of situation.

I liked this poem and lot, although there are a few grammar mistakes that others have caught, the structure of the writing made me overlook most of them. This hits a personal note for me because I have also been in a position where other kids in school or other people in general would make fun of me because of the way I dressed, my insane interest in astrology, or the fact that I have different heritage from them. I eventually overcame this feeling of wanting to fit in and just to like myself for who I really was and try to be the best I can be.

But if someone were to read this and still have to feelings of loneliness from bullying or teasing, this would really hit home for them. If I were still in that state of mind, I would definitely appreciate knowing that I was not alone.

Great writing! Keep it up. :]