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Walking around in school,
like a normal person, I try to fool,
the people all around me.
I am not exactly what they see.
Inside, no one knows how I feel,
whatever it is, it really kills.
I am not perfect, I am not strong,
I am doing my best to try to belong.
When I have a bad day,
I go to my room and lay.
I then look for my hidden knife,
thinking about my life.
I slowly start to cut into my arm,
not even caring about the harm.
I instantly feel the pain,
as the blood starts to stain.
I then go back to bed and start to dream,
I wake up hearing a scream.
I cry myself back to sleep,
thinking about all the scars im going to keep.





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musicgirl757 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 3, 2009 at 2:35 am
this was a beutiful piece of poetry, masterpiece!
 
lonewolf This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 2, 2009 at 3:49 pm
i see this a lot...it's heartbreaking
 
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