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To the Man Who Called Me "Dysfunctional"
To the man who called me "dysfunctional"
To you, my "dysfunctional" exterior seems to be nothing more than a failed performance
Sloppy, ill-rehearsed and an overall thoughtless disaster
A travesty in short
That it is something so grotesque that no human should ever lay his or her eyes upon it
as its stench will carry on with them for the rest of their lives
My eyes, however, see it as a glorious masterpiece in the making
The slop you see is growing cleaner and cleaner by the day
Rehersals are growing more and more rigorious with outstanding results produced
And the 'thoughtlessness' is turning into a well-polished and grand performance
Mucher grander than you can imagine
All you see is garbage but not the tireless effort and extensive revisions
that is being poured into producing this so-called "garbage"
In your later years
you may come to realize that perhaps you were much too harsh on a novice performer
But for now, to the man who called me "dysfunctional",
Screw you.
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I was recently called a "non-fucntional, socially-retarded idiot" and it took a tremendous toll on my self-esteem; I cried about it for weeks, until I wrote this poem. I had never felt so empowered writing something before.
The guy who said those things to me has absolutly no clue what I go through and one day, I hope he sees that HE was the one who had problems, not me.