One eye brow is incredibly long compared to the other;
So lopsided.
I feel lopsided
Unbalanced,
I can’t leave a room without falling over
I’m tired of being on moving ground
I want to lie still.
And there are cuts on her wrist
Because
She’s tired
And so am I
Of everything and everyone
So am I
I would not fall that low though
I would never let them win.
They are pathetic
They turned against her
I knew they would.
But despite everything,
I stuck with her, and
I guess
I will help her.
We will go ice skating,
Have sleepovers and picnics like
We used to.
And soon
The
Scars will be faint.
Soon it will be just a
Memory.
Because even though I'm sad,
It's nothing compared to Lauren.
(found at the bottom of a fountain at Wild Cherry Park)
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Ficção AdolescenteBecause in the end, we are all irrelevant. Especially me. {A series of notes and letters written by a girl called Chloe McMullen, found in places you would least expect}