My Sonnet Poem by Sam Cumpston

How come people look at me so funny?
They don't know me, they should'nt judge,
But many of the people who do know me,
Decide to hold the greatest grudge.
Most people think of me as an angel,
My heart and mind in line,
But your looking at me, at an angle,
You can't see me, but maybe with time...
Maybe someday, you'll know who I truely am,
Maybe someday, you'll love me for me,
I'm not an ordinary madame,
And maybe someday, that's what you'll see.
Someday, when you look deep enough at me,
Maybe then you'll see, who I can truely be....