Make my Life A Misery

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By No Child Is Innocent Once Born •

The girls flick their hair at me The boys all stare at me The teachers avoid my gaze Inside my head is like a maze The people who make my life a misery Are the people I used to play with happily No one wants to talk to me It's like don't exist If I died I wouldn't be missed The people who make my life a misery Are the people I used to play with happily I say I'm ok and I normally am But when I sit down And really think I feel as if I will drown The people who make my life a misery Are the people I used to play with happily I never used to be like this But now I'm cold to the core Why do I let them do this Trample me into the floor? The people who make my life a misery Are the people I used to play with happily

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March 2, 2006 22:01My_pain_your_thrill

Love it! I think everyone can relate to this somehow, seems we all have friends who turn on us. Well done xx

March 9, 2006 20:56Faith

There would be people who missed you if you died... don't ever believe that there aren't. It's a very sad poem.

March 12, 2006 19:48krystalblu

well done