Walking down the hallways each step feeling like a hole of insecurities
With each step she takes she is reminded of only her imperfections
She might be feeling useless or hopeless, like she could just swallow her sorrows
But they don't know that
she's the happy girl
the one thats never sad
well, thats what they think
She only raises her hand when she wants to make a joke so she's known
She wants to be known for at least one thing
Decorating her locker with bright colors and optimistic quotes to hide her feelings
Walking the halls; they don't know her real story
if only they knew....
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School Dayzzz
PoetryThis is a poem of what some teenage girls might feel around other during school hours and how it can effect them. ALSO I am writing this thing for my english class and I was wondering if you people think I should post a sniped of it for public feed...
