Hopeless

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When I talk they don't listen.

When I cry they don't care.

When I cut they leave.

Friends...

they slowly leave one by one.

I slowly lost everything.

My grades dropped

And my friends left me sitting in the corner crying

I was like a broken bird trying to fly.

Until I met him

We became best friends and i told him everything

Until one day...

He left.

And thats when it got bad again.

By: Melissa Pope

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