January 29th, 2011


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In almost every aspect of my life, I have been harassed, bullied, slurred and name- called.

I really don't see why, after all I have tried being nice to everyone, and still people view me as a public enemy.

So, this poem is what people want to tell me when I'm being mocked.

Finest booty in town

You bend but you never break
You give but you never take
Everyone you meet wants to strike you down,
But you never strike back

They say you're the mousiest girl in town
Some say you have the finest booty in the whole wide world

It's so cute how you ask "Why me"
How you blame yourself for everything
How you want to kill yourself
Well no one will miss you anyway

Sleep well, my dear

When the world comes apart, you will be forgiven.
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