Make my Life A Misery, by No Child Is Innocent Once Born Subscribe to rss feed for No Child Is Innocent Once Born

The girls flick their hair at me
The boys all stare at me
The teachers avoid my gaze
Inside my head is like a maze
The people who make my life a misery
Are the people I used to play with happily
No one wants to talk to me
It's like don't exist
If I died
I wouldn't be missed
The people who make my life a misery
Are the people I used to play with happily
I say I'm ok and I normally am
But when I sit down
And really think
I feel as if I will drown
The people who make my life a misery
Are the people I used to play with happily
I never used to be like this
But now I'm cold to the core
Why do I let them do this
Trample me into the floor?
The people who make my life a misery
Are the people I used to play with happily
Posted: 2006-02-28 18:21:54 UTC

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2006-03-02 22:01:14My_pain_your_thrill
Love it! I think everyone can relate to this somehow, seems we all have friends who turn on us. Well done xx

2006-03-09 20:56:58Faith
There would be people who missed you if you died... don't ever believe that there aren't. It's a very sad poem.

2006-03-12 19:48:47krystalblu
well done