September 9, 2008
By Adriana Ramos, Goodyear, AZ

Mess Up. Mess up. Mess up. Fall!
Sarcastic smiles, and fake hands.
I'm not a brand , I don't need a label.
Try. Try. Try. Fail!
I don't want to.
I want to raise above and learn.
I cannot give up I've made it too far.
I can. I can. I can. I can't!
I wish I was strong.
My eyes cannot perform that action.
It's too much.
Pain. Pain. Pain. My mind!
Why the thoughts?
Why do I care of their comments?
Why the pressure?
Dreaming. Dreaming. Dreaming. Nightmare!
I must awaken.
I must prove them wrong.
This cannot be my life.
I grab his hand to save me.
Hold on. Hold on. HOLD ON! Let go...

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on Oct. 21 2008 at 2:02 am
love it. so much truth in this


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