Chapter Four
Can't they see
That I try
Not to cryMy dad he
Makes fun of me
Says I look funnyIt's like this at school
At home
Never aloneWish it would stop
I just want to dropDead
Would they care?
Would they show up?
Probably not
They'd let me rot
Your nothing
Or at least that's what I've been taught.Wish it would end
I need a friend
One who can mend
My broken heart
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PoetryThis is a poem book that tells a graphic story of a girl struggling. If you are struggling please tell someone