A Poem by Killer

I hate it when they do this.


I sit here in the back of the room

I now their over there talking about how i'm doomed

I knew it form the start

They always do this but ,why?

I walk up to them and say "Hi"

They stare at me then laugh

I don't understand why

am I really that much of a freak

I know I'm not

Its all because of them

I'm like this now


© 2011 Killer

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ohmygosh you are not a freak. i know you. you are awwesome and you should never let 'them' get you down. tell me their names and i will beat them up for you. promise.'
-love, anonimouse

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on February 17, 2010
Last Updated on October 25, 2011
Tags: School, hate, lone