Four More Years

November 1, 2011
By Anonymous

The sunrise rose caressing my face, the new day arrived
Misery and pain washed away for today was a new day
Silently showing no one fear I start to drive
The bell rings I find my own way
Everyday is something new, maybe it will be different
Maybe I won’t hide, maybe I will be happy
I trudge down the halls unaffected by the smiles
There is no hope for some one like me
One short hall way feels like miles



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