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You spend everyday

hoping this one will pass by

quicker than yesterday's

but you know it won't.

 

You can feel people

making fun of you

even if they don't say it to you

you can sense it.

 

You wish they would

leave you alone

or talk to you

without the criticism.

 

But they won't

and never will.
Posted: 2007-07-18 05:24:05 UTC

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2007-08-11 17:13:55Lydia
good poem