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Carving My Place into Society

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My lips are moving,
But no sound comes out.
Or maybe my voice falls upon deaf ears.
I am screaming,
Face red,
Tear streaked,
And lonely.
Don’t you see?
No, you can’t see me
So you can’t hear me either.
The way I scream out your name,
Willing you to come back,
To glance in my direction.
Don’t you see?
I want you to notice me.
To see the effort I’ve put into life.
To scream “I AM SOMEONE!”
Someone worth listening to.
Someone worth respecting.



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Nickayla said...
Jul. 24, 2010 at 8:53 pm:
I like this one the most out of ur writeing.   I really do love ur writeing. Hope theres more to come.
 
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