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People know be for my silence not my face,
People no me for my art not my fame,
Even you reading this for you I have no name,
When people see see me they don't smile or say hello,
I'm a face in a crowd no one seems to know,
They know for being a victim of their relentless taunts,
But when it comes to help in class I'm the one they seem to flaunt,
They know me for the scars that cover my arms,
They know alright but they still do harm,
And when adults look at me with false pity and stare,
Send me away to people who are payed to care,
They ask me why? why do you hurt yourself? Is it because of the stress,
No, the pain in my arms makes my thoughts hurt less,
People poke and prod and call me insane,
I cry and I scream and scare all my friends away,
If I stabbed myself and ended my life,
They would cry and claim they never saw the signs,
But if you were to point and ask whose name was on the grave,
They would shrug their shoulders and turn away,
After all my dear I have no name.
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This is really great to me. I felt it. ❤️
ReplyThis is a really great poem!
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