This is a poem
I used to remember,
When I always look through the glass
Envying others how they talk and laugh
Wishing I was born with their class
How I was too deep in my tears of despair
That I could barely breathe air.
I used to remember,
How I never made friends
Because of my trends
How I was tricked into trusting a user
Making me the accuser.
I used to remember,
When they ask, "Why are there worms on your head?"
I say, "That is my hair."
They laugh, "Wow how sad!"
I just smile and laugh, even though I wanted to cry so bad.
Yeah, I smiled,
Only to hide the cuts they made
Yeah, I laughed,
When I know, I'm going insane
Yeah, I shake off my pain,
Knowing it will just come back twice the strain.
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