[1 month later]
¨Annabelle, I never told you..
But I'm secretly scared.
Each and everyday that goes by,
I'm not sure if I have felt entirely safe being here at this school.
I'm still constantly harassed by the other kids.
And the teachers are no help either.
It's such a frustrating feeling to feel like..
your never enough for anyone.
That you just need to change,
to feel like you're enough.
Even if I was to change everything about me..
from my looks, from the way I speak..
I wouldn't be gaining anything.
I would just a lose a part of myself,
pretending to be something for them.
And at the end of the day, they don't care.
They'll like me for a short period of time..
and eventually forget me anyways..
So what's the hope?
What's the point of staying?
I've grown far too tired for all of it.
And I fear that one day I won't be able to write to you anymore.¨
- James
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Silence Hidden In Words
PoetryA girl who cant speak meets a boy who believes he talks too much.