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Sick of it

Poetry By: emmauck
Poetry



about a girl, me, who has been tough too much name calling and betrayl.


Submitted:Feb 2, 2007    Reads: 155    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   


Sittin' here alone
headphones in my ear
wishing I wouldn't feel
the way i feel

feel like crying
feel hurt
sometimes i wish
i was dying.

Sometimes i just get sick
sick of the names.
the lies.
the backstabbing.
the betrayl.
and all the pain.

They think it's funny
that it's just a joke
and that i don't care
but what they don't know
is after a while,
it starts to hurt.

They don't know my past
my history with this stuff
that it's not just a joke
or cool.
it's not funny at all.

I've been called fat,
ugly,
and even a stupid bitch
so after a while,
i just get sick!

 

I just get sick of all of it!





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