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|My arms are bleeding from open cuts,
My eyes are crying unvisible tears,
My body feels regrets.
All kids in school, thinks I'm a freak,
what if I just may have to screem.
Why are they doing this?
I'm just as much worth as they are,
but not in there eyes, I'm the dirt
under there shoes.
What if i could change?
I have self-confidence,
I just change my clothes and say Hello tho each and everyone.
I tink that you can not choose to be picked on, you get
chosen, but thats not te point, It may be hard to be
bulled. But you are a strong person, we all are, eaven if
we not know it ourselves.
I'm gonna go to school, with my head high and say stop.
Would you be supprised?
Well, I think you would
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|7mary7 - 23 dec 05 - 22:44- Betyg: |
due värkligen bra på å skriva..
har läst dom flesta av dina dikter,´
å alla e skit bra!!
hare gôtt tjejen