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My alarm went off so I threw it across the room
When she hit the wall her head went ka-boom

I got out of bed and picked out my clothes
I stole them from hot- topic but nobody knows

I got in the shower ran the water through my hair
As I stood their alone, I watched everyone stare

When I got out, I patted myself dry
And noticed all the scars I would again have to hide

I changed and walked from the stairs to the kitchen
As I was still yelling I noticed no one would listen

I got in the car and drove to my classes
Of course I was late so I got proper passes

As I stepped in the room I felt every eye
I knew all there wanted me to die

Classes were long and I couldn’t wait
To make it –complete – to the end of the day

I ran from my class to my car with great speed
I was still hit with the things they were throwing at me

As I moped up the stares simply wanting to die
I fell on the floor in my room and I cried

I feel like nothing like nobody cares
I can no longer handle the punches and stares

I don’t pity the people whose eyes were all red
Because the next time they saw me I was cold and dead




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On Monday February 19th, 2007, Freebird (624) writes:
The worst thing about scars is having to hide them. Great write.


On Monday February 19th, 2007, Mab (970) writes:
**As I stood their alone, I watched everyone stare** I admire your work. this poem is wicked



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