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5th grade
Pain-
so deep,
so hurtful.
Why? Why? Why?
The only attention
They pay is to
cause more hurt.
They make fun of my grades.
My happiness.
My obedience.
My love.
Day in day out.
Confused, lonely, horrified.
The isolation seems
deeper than the ocean,
longer than the equator.
So insecure, so hopeless.
They taunt. They tease.
Say my shorts are too tacky
for even tacky day.
Scared and distrusting,
wondering what I did wrong.
Why I’m not good enough.
They call me names.
Ask if I’m
Sugar Honey Ice Tea.
The feelings of
depression
swirl around me;
they grab me;
try to pull me down.
I struggle to stay afloat,
wondering, constantly,
why does no one
want me as a friend?
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This is a vignette I wrote for my AP Literature class.