The school hallway is filled with chatter,
and your mind races,
you think there all talking about you.
You subconciously fix your shirt,
your hand reaches to your hair,
running through each tousled lock.
Your eyes dart to each detail,
each person and each whisper.
Bullied and beaten,
this place is a nightmare.
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Words From The Heart (Poetry)
PoésieClose, personal, heart wrenching and truthful poems that come from inside me. Things I've dealt with, problems I've exceeded... and some I've failed, and some I still do. I advise you to realize my life isn't perfect, no one's is... my poetry isn't...
