April 18, 2011
By Anonymous

Rain is hitting the window.
I stare out it, wishing that someone could relate.
I am a prisoner of my own body, my weight holding me back.
Rather it be school, sports, or socially, my weight holds me back.
I see all the other people staring and I am falling to pieces inside. The pain is like a wrecking ball, constantly hitting me.
I hear their comments in the halls, I try to just look at the ground and ignore them, but their words get through my fragile shell.

The author's comments:
I experience this a lot. The pain is constantly bringing me down.

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