A place looked up to from 8th graders and the like.
A place where they think will last forever.
where they will be excepted for who they are.
But thats the biggest lie ever told.
You get shoved in the halls and pushed down.
Your looked down by those who where born
into money and don't have to earn it.
The skinny bitchs who make fun of you in the bathroom
because you can't fit a size 2 and don't have a date to prom.
While they are starving them selves of more then just food.
looking for acceptance that they won't find in others.
Because they can't accept themselves.
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My Untold Stories: Poetry
PoetryI started these poems in high school my senior year. I am dedicating them to the damsels in distress, the misfits and the total outcasts.
