We Come Together

March 1, 2008
By rayneshia evans, Ben Wheeler, TX

We come together to selabrate
something we should all apreciate.
there's fighting, screaming, and lots of lies.
everyone's angry, no one smiles.
I plug my ears to get away from the noise
I wish I was a kid in my room with my toys.
I can't wait to graduate,
and become someone people appriciate.
a doctor, a lawyer, a teacher
anything to get away from this family.
Anything that is except for a preacher.
I eat to get full, but deep inside I'm still empty
as I get wider the whole gets bigger.
I try to loose wait and watch my figure,
but I'm out of controle.
I wish somone would listen.

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