A Little Poetry

A Little Poetry

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Just a little poetry that I wrote in the darkness of my room WARNING This will most likely be depressing Sorry
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I'm sick of crying tired of trying. Yeah I might be smiling but inside I’m dying. They don't know me or what I've been through, yet they still judge me. I've been through hell and back. I've seen and heard awful things. After what I've been through I dont see how they affect me, but they do. They call me the mute emo dork. I guess why it hurts so much is because its true.

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