Always being bullied in the classroom
Even when the teacher is still here
My mind and soul is in that one dark room
I am living in the cold and the fear
Maybe i should tell someone about it
But would they care about it anyway
I am just the one, heartless misfit
I dont think anyone would care, hooray
Should I slash my wrists and make a bloodshed
Should i rid myself from this world
Would my family cry on my deathbed
Maybe i should go to the underworld
Take me away from this world called madness
Take away the pain that I call sadness
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Creative Writing Poems, Etc.
PoetryHere are some poems and other stuff from creative writing class.
