My Diary

May 23, 2008
It's hard to be so happy
When the world is just so cold.
People suffer around you
And you're scared and all alone.

Kids are getting bullied.
Friends are turning backs.
I try to be nice to everyone
And for that my face gets slapped.

I go into the bathroom
And hear a stranger cry.
But because I'll never know her
I can never ask her why.

Do my friends feel the same as me,
Or am I what they call nuts?
I know that I can't ask someone.
My diary's all I can trust.

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