Label Girl No More Poem by courtney groth

Whats my life like....? Labels....

I felt worthless....not quit good enough. EVERYDAY....everyday was a challenge....everyday was a new challenge....everyday....stuck with a label.
It's not easy being me. You see, everyone knew me as, quiet...innocent.
But worst of all Handicapt, crippled-disabled! The girl who can't defend for herself.
Sometimes when I'm all alone, I imaginge myself as...Normal...with a crowd I can truly call my friends........no more 'Label Girl.'
But when reality comes back to veiw and I'm still....'different'....I'm slammed and stuck with another sticky label. Stinging words that cause 'red regerets.'
It seemed as if....when someone gets bored. I end up with another label.

Times have changed....wounds have healed....

I dont get labels anymore. No more tearful nights...pain has faded. Finally I can be me....a person....
Label Girl......No more....