i really need help w/ my poem. i dunno much stuff about pro poems. i'm just 12!
She’s just leaning over there,
Alone in the crowd,
As they keep on pushing her around.
As always, like there was no end of Earth
‘It hurts so bad’ she whispers.
'They treat me like I was bron without feelings.'
Maybe she doubt her too much.
She had noone to be with,
Because she never had the courage
To speak up for herself.
‘Why me?’
They never payed any respect
She deserved.
She always cared
But they never did.
Inside she’s crying,
Outside she’s smiling,
Like nothing’s happening.
But there was a lot going on.
‘Will they understand?’
Maybe she doubt her too much.
She had noone to be with
Because she never had the courage
To speak up for herself.
She thinks there’s no point to live.
But there is,
Maybe she just had to look for it.
And she goes off, not knowing what will happen.
‘I guess it’s this hard.’
2007-02-07
00:33:41
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