As I walk down the halls of South high I feel the looks of disgust getting
shot at me. Whispers erupt down the judgemental hallways
high school is a living breathing hell that I like to escape from
Every sixth period I climb the ladders and go on the roof its private,worthless,
and nobody acknowledges it.
Its like me just like me.
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Poems
Poetryhey yall! these are the poems that I come up with at like 3 in the morning describing my emotions. self harm is something very serious that should not be taken lightly. I have dealt with self harm and its consequences. if you ever need to ta...
