A
A
A
A
A
A
B
I have friends! The bus is fun! My crush likes me! Wow life is so good! I'm even getting along with my parents!
A
B
B
B
B
C
C
My friends on the bus left. I still have friends though! I'm still talking to my crush. My parents and I are starting to bicker again. My head is starting to fall but I shall try to keep it up.
B
C
B
D
C
D
My parents are angry. We speak only when we must. My friends are gone. Only one stays, she's dealing with her own stuff and I can't help because I can't even help myself.
D
F
D
F
F
C
She left. My parents are furious. I left to stay with my grandma. I rarely go to class, what's the point?
B
C
D
D
F
D
F
She's back. I'm talking to my crush again. We're okay. I messed up. I'm sorry.
B
B
C
B
D
C
B
My grades are improving it's exciting. My friend is helping me now and she has a boyfriend (I helped! Woo!) My crush is my friend... but we've grown so distant.
A
B
B
B
B
C
I've met back up with my parents. We're okay now. My crush is gone. He likes someone else. I lost him, my bestfriend, my reason to live.
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3AM
ŞiirThese are poems. These are pieces of me pulled from the darkest part of my brain. These are not all one poem but they are all one book and they are all one brain. **strong language and possible triggers**
