In this poem I will throw all of my emotion.
There's no one who cares enough to listen.
I stand behind the crowd, I prefer not to cause a commotion.
I wish I could tell you how I feel
But I know you'll never understand.
So I'll just have to learn to deal.
I feel as if my heart has been ripped out.
People who call themselves friends, but they really aren't.
I want to yell, I want to scream, I want to shout.
This one girl breaks me down to tears.
She's so inconsiderate.
She's one of my worst fears.
Every time she talks to me, I look away, but she's not here to play.
She calls my name, she walks up and slaps or hits me.
She is used to getting her way.
My cheeks are on fire, she hit me across the face.
I want to stand up to her, but I know I can't.
I'm sick and tired of this town, I wish I could get out of this place.
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tobelovedposted on 03/15/2008
Does anyone have any title suggestions?
Thanks.