November 20, 2011
By Anonymous

Sitting alone at lunch
Laughter all around
Everyone with their friends
You, no friends to be found

The only thoughts you process
Are of those names you’re called
Although only mental pain
You feel like you’ve been mauled

No person to confide in
Only mocking can you hear
People always poking fun at you
Going to school is your one fear

You finally meet a friend
Who likes you just for who you are
Someone to share your feelings with
Now happiness doesn’t seem so far

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