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Your Poem; Me.

Byline: By Michael Lydiate

Me! You all wanna be me.

You stare at me in the street Because I'mdraggingmy feet.

You can call me a 'mong' and know it's wrong.

Itmakes memad,makes me sad Makes me wanna be a normal lad.

Me! You all wanna be me.

You stare at me in the street.

Me! You all wanna be me.

You stare at me in the street.

The world contains sinners and winners That's all I want - to be a winner!

Let me do that, don't be a sinner!

We've got racism, sizeism, sexism Whatever happened to disabledism?

Me! You all wanna be me.

You stare at me in the street Me! You all wanna be me.

You stare at me in the street.

"Spaz!" That's what some say, Itmakes me want to run away.

It hurts and I've got nowhere to hide It hurts and I'mcrying inside.

Me! You all wanna be me.

You stare at me in the street.

Me! You all wanna be me.

You stare at me in the street.

I want to feel at home inmy place I want to mix in with the human race.

Stop all this discrimination And come together - United Nation.

By Michael Lydiate, 18, Sandfield Park School
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Title Annotation:Features
Publication:Liverpool Echo (Liverpool, England)
Date:Aug 1, 2008
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