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People make fun of you if your fat,
but what do they know about you?
Some people aren't made fun of,
but that is very few.
This world is hurtful,
no matter what is said.
Some words hurt some much,
that some cry in bed.
The words you say,
mean the most.
If you say something mean,
then your toast.
Every minute some one trys to kill themselfs,
that's a lot of people who die.
Every minute some one gets depression,
everytime you sigh.
Labels, cliques, and names,
make up Tumwater High School.
Sometimes I wonder,
if this is instead a dual.
But now I know,
what's my fate.
This school,
is filled with so much hate...
- by CandianSpy |
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- | Submitted on 02/26/2009 |
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- Title: Torment
- Artist: CandianSpy
- Description: Ok.....I was going through this unit in health class and this just poped in my head....This really describes my High school...sad....any who....first poem on here....I'll take whatever you throw at me....part of the reason is because I get bad things said to me every day....
- Date: 02/26/2009
- Tags: torment
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