I'm hurt. I don't know what to do anymore. I write my feelings out on here because no one will listen to me. I feel like a piece of trash being thrown around. Let me suffer, till the day I close my eyes and fall asleep forever.
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Poems written by me (: some are happy, but most of it are emotional, depressed, etc.
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When you just feel like trash and you just can't take it anymore. Always sitting alone in the back of class...