Blue like the ocean
As calming as the sea
A lot of people don't know what you see in me
People judge, whisper and talk as they see me in the halls as I wonder what I did to deserve what they see wrong
Comments hurt more than rocks that sting like bees, as wasps get crushed day by day
Bees die when they sting
I guess that way an ocean fell from your eyes not mine
~Jaci
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