May 2, 2009
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I walk down
these crowded halls
all alone.
They might as well be empty.

I avoid the eyes—
the looks of surprise—
my teachers give.
I hurry to my class
without a word.

I fake a smile,
to those who chance
to look my way.
I act as though
everything’s alright.


Nothing is

Everything could never be
more of the opposite.

…but when you’re all alone—
and no one cares—
it’s just easiest to fake a smile,
and pretend…

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