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I知 the one who is forgotten
The one always left behind
Too afraid to be daring
Or dare to speak my mind
I知 the faceless student
Who struggles to survive
This rough and vicious cycle
Known as High School life
I知 the invisible girl
Who sits in the back of every class
You see me in the halls,
Avert your eyes and laugh
I will not confess my problems
I知 driven by this need
Overwhelmed by the outcome
Should I fail to succeed
Enjoy your high school pranks
Your parties and your rules
I will be the outcast
Because I refuse to conform
Leave me in my loneliness
Where I forever dwell
I am trapped in this school
My own personal hell

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  • xxxLizardKingxxx
    December 3, 2008

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    Sometimes it can prove beneficial being the faceless one in the crowd...I've been gone,but you certainly are not forgotten.Well done my friend.


  • Xx.Toxic.xX
    November 25, 2008
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    i can relate to this one. yeah, high school's tough. but anyway, your poem is amazing. i love it.


  • KissMyEyes
    October 14, 2008
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    LALALALALA

    I loved that. =] I read it on notebook paper, cause I'm cool.

    Still amazing.
    Sara.


  • samantha jean
    October 10, 2008
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    I really like this poem, and can relate to it a lot.
    I felt the exact same way in high school
    A line that sticks out to me a lot is "I’m the faceless student
    Who struggles to survive"
    Awesome. Very powerful poem.
    Just know, as soon as you get out of high school, it gets SO much better. Let that help you to get through it. It worked for me.
    Good luck and amazing job.


    • MisJudged
      October 11, 2008
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      Thank you

      Very much for your feed back on my poem. It means a lot.

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