Stereotypes By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
It's the size of my nose,
Mycoin collection that grows.
It's me trimming the grass shorter,
Me jumping the border.
It's my thin eyes,
Earninga nobel prize.
It's the inability to speak,
Their malicious comments are discreet.
It's the scars upon my skin,
They ask why I don't grin.
It's my shirts too tight, too low,
They call me a hoe.
It's what's on my outside,
Not what is within.
It's normalcy I'm denied,
I'm just a stereotype in some skin.
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