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Chapter 1: The Bullies
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They call me Joe
But I don't fit in
From my clothes
To my hair
Where do I begin
I know who I am
And I try to love me
But I wish the bullies
Wouldn't throw things and shove me
I could dress like them
And cut off my locks
Would I go unnoticed?
Would the taunting stop
But more than that
I want to belong
But to be accepted by them
Would only feel wrong
They won't crush my spirit
They won't get me down
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On my way home
From school one day
I was taking my time
And a safe way
I knew through the woods
And junky back lanes
Something caught my eye
Some colourful art
But when pulled from the trash
That was just part
Of an intriguing idea
That gave me a start
A skateboard I held
A little bit worn
But the wheels
When I spun them
They all spun in turn
I had to know
Could I stand
would it go?
But I needed snack
So I carried it home
Oh my what have we here?
What's this?
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Chapter 3: The Chase
02:56
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A couple months passed
And I almost forgot
Of the skateboard I found
Until I looked down the block
To see someone on one
Being chased by the cops
they rolled up my driveway
And asked could they hide
I opened the door
and let them inside
The lights flashed on by
And we shared a chuckle
And I accepted
an invitation to bump knuckles
They looked in my eyes
With love and respect
And asked if I skated
I said no and they left
As they rolled into the sunset
It looked like pure magic
I knew the next day
I’d take a stab at it
Oh oh oh oh What could this be?
It looks like magic
Magic to me
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Chapter 4: The Obsession
03:57
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I weebled and wobbled
I felt weak in the knees
How to glide across concrete
With such seemingly ease
I hit rocks and went flying
Found cracks and kerspalt
I ‘d hit the ground
And be lying flat on my back
Every spare second and minute
every day of the week
Was spent trying to balance
And glide down the street
To the store for a drink
To school try to think
About history or math
But my mind was on one thing
And When that bell rang
It was freedom at last
To hop on and away
Out the school doors i’d blast
insults drowned out
By noise as I passed
The peers that I feared
As they jeered and sneered
Incoherent mumbles
Meant nothing to me
I was skateboarding
And it felt good to be me
I gotta leave
I gotta leave
I gotta leave Right now
I gotta leave and I can't sit down
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Chapter 5: The Bond
05:15
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My first time fitting in
Was quite the show
I must have been happy
Maybe radiating a glow
For someone came up
And simply said “yo!”
In such a loud voice
I first thought oh know
And yup here we go
But I was met with surprise
of the gentlest eyes
Then after YO
they simply said hi
the group of misfits
In the background all lurking
Looking awkward and ragged
Not bully type persons
Outcasts on all sides
I was filled with a warmth
And welcoming vibe
As they came closer
And now I knew why
They shared the same problems
With negative peers
But also knew freedom
A way to deal with the years
Spent with classmates
Bringing nights filled with tears
Turned sadness to glad
As we skateboard together
A bond you cant break
A trust like no other
It's a bond we share
and I know who cares
through the darkness
You're always there
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Chapter 6: The Sunset
03:20
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So I fit in at last
With buds who all differ
Some with crooked teeth
And others who wear glitter
Some with their hair
right out of control
While others shaved bald
Or faces with moles
Short and tall
Big and small
Nicknames like munch
Or Ernie the wall
But for la planche a roulette
That’s skateboard
In French
We keep on playing
Without worries of being benched
Cause the game that we play
Can never be won
As we glide into the orange
Of the setting sun
Were melting into the sun
Were melting were melting were melting away
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klame Courtenay, British Columbia
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