I am here .

by

Angela Bean

I am here_.not by choice_.Oh, Ok. It's all good_.no its not_it is fucked up_life is fucked up_.dont worry about it_I don’t care_.nothing matters_I dont care about anything anymore_i dont care_.doesnt matter to me_.anymore_.i am just sad_but it doesn’t matter_cos the best things in life are melancholy_and sickness, sadness, depression_it all comes with the territory of living_which sucks big time_it doesnt matter_.nothing i feel matters_.everything has to be about fucking sex_.forget about it_.leave me alone_go home_I wanted you_and you wouldn’t let me have you_your too busy_wasting your time away_with someone you’d rather talk to_I have moved on_I wanted you_I am in love_so kiss my ass now_just forget i brought it up ok_..i am sorry_.i am sorry for living_sorry for hurting_.sorry for mutilating_what we call our human souls_the very thing we would sacrifice_for love_if we had too_I am used to it by now_.i am used to getting hurt_tormented_teased_cussed at_yelled out_I am used to feeling like I am 1 inch tall_I am used to being called a faggot, a dyke_a loser_a lesbian_.a queer_I am used to being taunted_and kicked around_.by my peers_

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Why don't you look at head of the class
by: Muniraja Bhaktipada
from: Owego, NY, US

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