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[akjsd]

taunting smiles,
hateful stares .
whispered secrets,
cruel glares .

walking by myself
through the weary halls of hell,
paste on smile,
soul ready to sell .

menacing laughs,
proding pokes,
brutal tease,
horrible jokes .

silent tears,
a storm inside .
dont kno who to trust no more,
no one to confide .

friends and foes, so alike .
downcast, beated and bruised .
backstabbing, lying,
tormently used and abused .

ripping inside,
fighting to scream .
staying alive,
another hard to act scheme .

everything's fake,
smooth like a feather .
tell me what happened ,
what happened to her .

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srry if this poem was a bit confusing to follow . its actually talking about how, i've lost myself to the "cruelty of highschool" if ya kno what i mean . i was just writing at the spur of the moment , following the directions my emotions were leading me (:

[to-devastate]

Haha. Don't worry. I totally understand it.
Yeah, I feel the same way too.
I really like this poem. And how you said "paste on smile". Nice touch. Hehe. I love how it expresses so much. And how I can relate to it alot. But I've lost myself to the "cruelty of middleschool". Heh.
Anywho, nice job!