Plastered Smiles

after a bit of mockery I wrote this poem

I walk into school
with smiles plastered on my face.
Hoping my friends will
stand up for me.
And each day my heart falls
with a thud to the floor.
Mocking my style, my hair,
my ONCE obsession.
I've been down this road before
and its never pretty.
I wish I could tell them
but fear the reaction.
My thoughts are locked up
and my voice stored away.
I guess I'll save those for
a rainy day.

Author's Note

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