The whispers in the corridor
Something they cant hide
I cant live like this
Hiding all the time
What have I done wrong?
Is it that I'm alive
So many questions race
Through my mind....
I'm sick of smiling
I'm sick of trying
In the end
I know it doesnt matter
I run through the corridors
Hiding my face
To the only place
I can torture myself
Pull the scissors out
Lift my sleeves up
Make little ones
That I can make dissappear
They follow me in there
Wishing to know the gossip
Of why the 'emo' girl
Is crying?
Hours go on
Silence
No-one speaks
To me
In the end
I know I tried
But somethings
You can never win...
Author notes
this is just sort of a random one...sorry if it doesnt make sense...
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Well Written
You did a great job making me feel like im in that position. Although I actually was I have stopped cutting but it was so hard especially with everyone calling you emo. Great job continue writing you can go far
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it does make sense and it has alot of emotion and truth. i really like it and hope things are alright.
well written
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thank you im glad you liked you liked it =)
yep things are alright now thanks for asking
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Awwwwh
*huggs!*
Hun, you gotta do something about those stupid bullies they cant rule your life like this. Don't let them get to you, I know its hard cause Im dealing with the same crap too. But when they say something. Ignore. Ignore everything they say! I do..but deep down it bothers me. And sometimes I say stuff back. But you gotta stay strong. You only have a few more months left once its september. So keep your head held high.
Great write though Shanice. Keep it up!
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thanks huni big backs xoxo
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