Onced that girl

March 21, 2010
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Tired and sick.
That's how I feel.
I feel like some kind of robot.
I live without living.
I just take up space.
Why am I here?
Why am I such a disaster?
I try my best to please everyone.
Yet still I'm the forgotten one.
I'm the one who's the mess.
The one who can't do nothing right.
Why was I born?
Was it to suffer?
I'm done with it. I don't want it anymore.
This is not where I belong.
I want to get out.
I wanna have fun.
I wanna be free.
Like the girl I once use to be.

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Sill_Sitter11 said...
Jul. 20, 2010 at 9:22 am
This is the kind of poem that Sarah would write. Why you ask? She writes about those people who just seem to take up space and not knowing what their here for. I like it. Yepperz!
Squishy-Squish replied...
Jul. 23, 2010 at 1:16 pm
→:) Thanks :)
REBEL1 said...
May 3, 2010 at 4:34 pm
Awesome writer as a friend!!!! See ya at skool granddaughter! lol :)
Squishy-Squish replied...
May 4, 2010 at 6:44 pm
Thanks Granma LOL :D
Sarbear This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 18, 2010 at 4:04 pm
great job!! your writing never fails to impress me!! keep it up! :)
Squishy-Squish replied...
Apr. 24, 2010 at 8:46 pm
→Just tryin' to do my best :)
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