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too FAT too SHORT too WITHDRAWN too THIN too DUMB too SMART too OLD too WEAK too GOTH too QUEER too PARANOID too PREPPY they judge, they mock, they laugh, they jest. a game they play, all fun and games. Who cares what they say, why should i listen the taunts of the others, out for their own. I don't care, I refuse to see They will never get to me.. and yet.. Tune it out, look away, doesn't make it end. no harm intended, death resulted. Their words have no conviction, no meaning. This I know, this I believe, but then tell me why.. Why I cannot stop reading the writing on the walls? too TALL too GROSS too UGLY too NERDY too SMELLY too CREEPY too SLOW too HYPER too SENSITIVE They point, they mock, they regret, they don't care. Today, tomorrow, last night and before. They vandalize the air with words they don't intend. I don't care, I refuse to see They will never get to me.. and yet.. I walk away, talk to me back Put you behind me, i cannot hear. Your words are mute, they matter not. This I know, this I believe, but then tell me why.. Why I cannot stop reading the writing on the walls? And why don't they put down the pen? Too cruel Too harsh Too unprovoked Too Jealous Too abused Too angry Too Beaten Too unheard Too unloved They've been there, they try to cope. Lashing out instead of lashing in. Fighting for the chance they never got. This I know, this I believe. I don't care, I refuse to see They will never get to me... and yet.. Tell me why, even knowing this, why can I not stop reading the writing on the walls?
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Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 11:32 PM UTC
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too FAT too SHORT too WITHDRAWN too THIN too DUMB too SMART too OLD too WEAK too GOTH too QUEER too PARANOID too PREPPY they judge, they mock, they laugh, they jest. a game they play, all fun and games. Who cares what they say, why should i listen the taunts of the others, out for their own. I don't care, I refuse to see They will never get to me.. and yet.. Tune it out, look away, doesn't make it end. no harm intended, death resulted. Their words have no conviction, no meaning. This I know, this I believe, but then tell me why.. Why I cannot stop reading the writing on the walls? too TALL too GROSS too UGLY too NERDY too SMELLY too CREEPY too SLOW too HYPER too SENSITIVE They point, they mock, they regret, they don't care. Today, tomorrow, last night and before. They vandalize the air with words they don't intend. I don't care, I refuse to see They will never get to me.. and yet.. I walk away, talk to me back Put you behind me, i cannot hear. Your words are mute, they matter not. This I know, this I believe, but then tell me why.. Why I cannot stop reading the writing on the walls? And why don't they put down the pen? Too cruel Too harsh Too unprovoked Too Jealous Too abused Too angry Too Beaten Too unheard Too unloved They've been there, they try to cope. Lashing out instead of lashing in. Fighting for the chance they never got. This I know, this I believe. I don't care, I refuse to see They will never get to me... and yet.. Tell me why, even knowing this, why can I not stop reading the writing on the walls?
We are who we are, the hell with those that want to cut us down.
#real#gothic#true
EbonyRose
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EbonyRose
26/M/Montana
Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 11:32 PM UTC
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