the pain that i feel so deep inside,
the hurt, the shame, and all the lies.
people that i live with thought they would be the people that i love,
with the hate, the anger, the yelling, the teasing, and the madness.
the more that i cry, the more i think there is no love.
when i go to school they always talk about me,
when i come home that's not where i want to be.
sometimes i feel i dont want to be in this world,
if someone shot me i wonder how they would feel,
happy, mad, or pretend that they are sad.
the pain that i feel so deep inside,
the hurt, the shame, and all the lies.
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poems to you
Poetrya girl who writes to those who she cant find the courage to speak to
