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This I wrote about school drama. I was sooo depressed, and called mean things. So I wrote down some stuff that happen to teens like me.

Submitted: February 06, 2010

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Submitted: February 06, 2010



He breaks-up with her
Her anger makes nothing better
Some take sides
But I don't

The girls call her names
And make fun of her clothes
The girl cuts her wrists
Out of pain

The laughter grows louder
The pain becomes more unbearable
The boy runs through the field
Tears falling ever so quickly

The boy trips down the stairs
No one tries to help him up
He gathers his books
As the people just walk by

The boy smacks her in the arm
Making her fall to the ground
The boy laughs and kicks her
Leaving her there to bleed

The girl looks across the street
Seeing how far down it is from the roof
She leans back
Then jumps forward

The boy stands up for his friend
And the bullies beat him down
With fists and words
Until everything goes black

Too much drama at school
Just makes things worse
Talking never helps
Unless you're ready to talk

So maybe the way drama is taken away
Is by not talking
Not one sentence
Not one word.

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