May 26, 2009
By Anonymous

You're sitting there wondering why I came,
You think I only have my shame.
You tried to strip me of my pride,
You tried to spread my secrets far and wide.
You whisper there behind my back,
And only I know what I lack.
I need someone to guide my way,
Will someone help me out today?

The author's comments:
I wrote this after I got dissed by my 'friends' and they would sit behind me in class and snicker. They would talk about me and tell people what I trusted them with. I was really lost until I opened up and got to know new people who were actually really nice and kind of cool. I picked the picture because it when i wrote the poem my life was really rainy with barely any positive parts.

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