This pain inside
makes the tears harder to hide;
But somehow she gets through it.
No one seems to care
that she have a constant blank stare.
Life is like a metal bit.
It looks so appealing and shiny
after every use it gets slimy;
but then you get closer,
and find out it's a pain inducer.
Problems are put aside
unaware next it is suicide.
She's scared to live.
They bring up my past mistakes
forgetting 1 slice is all it takes.
Anymore I'm feared to give.
They correct her at every turn,
She guesses they don't know her burn.
Even when she's done nothing wrong,
they pick her up and squeeze her like tongs
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4-7-14
April 7th 2014
Freshman year
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Scars
PoetryPoems I wrote in 8th, 9th, 10th, and 11th grade to express my pain. Try to enjoy. :) Remember to comment or Inbox me, vote, and whatever. Tell your friends 'bout my stories. And I'm always open to new advice. Thanks for reading. :)
