"said my personal life"? What is that? ".. the fact of what..." terrible. "I treated you" to lunch, kind, what? Fix your errors. If you weren't such a brat, and could listen to critism without having a fit, maybe you would learn something. I sympathize with your situation, I was raped at 13 and then fell into many abusive relationships with older men because of it, but that's no excuse for bad grammer. Now stop whining and open your eyes to the fact that your writing, at this point, needs serious coaching. I think you just need to give yourself a few years before you start posting this stuff. Write all you want, keep it somewhere and then come back to it and make something beautiful out of it, this is tripe. I also suggest you move to an area with better schools if you can. Here in the states they have a victims relocation program, you shouldn't have to go to the same school you were going to before this happened. I'm assumng you're still in school. Does everyone in your neighborhood know this happened to you? Get some counselling, before you start acting out like I did. Poemranker is not an appropriate place for you to be discussing this shit right now.

what about she-men? won't they feel excluded?

Waht about gay men? Are they enslaved by some other redolence?

sounds like a lovely place to saty away from, nicholas. here, have a 9 for being so convincing.

If they would just stay seated at the children's table. Maybe nentwined can create a Kiddie's Korner for them. I can dream can't I?

amen

Having never been to Stockport, I can objectively say this is a fine example of a discriptive poem. I love the way you represent Engels humanity. You are excellent at sense of place, a good influence on me. What are chocolate digestives?

suspiciously strikes me as too soft-sounding a word, but i love the implications. very good.