His scars are everywhere on his body
How these scars happened will he was bullied, called names, had no friends,
So one day when no one will talk to him, he went to the back of the school and pulled but his sleeves and looks at the scars
He said "if people expect me for who I am then I won't have these scars anymore but they don't even see me so what is the point of living?"
Later that night his parent's and him got into a fight and will
That little boy needed help bad but no one would help him so
He died in his sleep
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Poems
PoetryThis is my poem book that I have poems have been helping me out a lot and I know that writing poems helps me a lot but these will all depend on my mood and how I feel so if they do get dark it is because of my moods
