Okay I dedicate this poem to those who have a tough time at school and feel all alone and think the world has turned it's back. Some of the world has, mind you I'm not going to lie about it, but there's still those who care and feel like you feel and we need to stick together.
We say we don't care what the think or say.
We pretend to just walk by without a second glance.
But it all builds up at the end of the day,
Making us silently cry our unseen tears.
They think they are perfect, a joy to us all,
Or maybe we just think they think that...
They laugh as we trip and fall,
Laughing at our flaws and mistakes.
We walk home with a vacant look,
Our parents not asking but knowing.
We close the door like it's a book
Then we run to our bed to silently cry
The world not really caring for our tears,
Only living their day through like it's nothing.
But that's one of our real and true fears;
That the world will turn it's back on us.
Then they really do and we act like we don't care.
We pretend not to be hurt and we slowly fade
We know it's not at all in the least fair,
But we do have to remember we have each other...
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