Fridaynight, everyone's going out
she's just watching television
there's no need to scream it out loud
this is just her lonely division
at school she gets bullied
at home she takes the blame
she's getting so terrified
nothing feels the same
no one hears the sobbing
no one feels her pain
while everyone is mobbing
she knows she'll die in vain
gosh, what to say.....felt lonely, wanted to write a story, became sort of a poem....but the message in it is good, I guess
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lol, that last part indeed doesn't make any sense, but still, I don't think I should change it, though it's got not much to do with the poem...
but thanks for the comment
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it feels like the story of my life...wow its a good poem but the last part doesnt make sense otherwise its good
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