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Jan 2014
The Pain in her eyes
Shows all the tears that she cries
Her permanent frown
Brings everyone down
She fakes a smile
Tries to be happy for a while
But why should she try
When all she wants to do is cry
Her heart is in two
A piece taken by you
She wants to be free
But is an animal trapped in captivity
Her life is a horror
Everyday in class is a bore
She doesn’t understand why
No one would notice if she were to die
She is innocent and sweet
Thin and petite
But her size isn’t what makes her small
No that’s not it, not it at all
She says hi to everyone that’s she see’s
She admires the sun, the birds, and the trees
She is proud and loud
Fun to be around
Yet no matter how nice she may be
No one treats her quite as nicely
If your friends matter to you
Why do you let them go
Do you not care
Do you not know
The desperation in your eyes
Shows where your heart lies
Popularity over friends
Is where the friendship ends
Your heart holds your secrets
It remembers all your cries
But most of all your heart
Holds the lies
The pain you feel is in there deep
Constantly following you like a creep
You want to get away
But there is no where to go
You heart is stuck with you
Despite what you know
The pain in your chest
Can be the worst feeling
and the best
You like being sad
But it also makes you mad
In this game of life
You just play along
Going through everyday
as if it were a song
I hold my breath
And count to three
Yet none of my pain is released you see
I want to break down and cry
But then you would know why
You would feel complete
Knowing I was beat
You would hold your head high
As I slowly die
I am emotional and sad
You’re happy and glad
We were friends this is true
The problem was not me but you
You tore down my feelings
One by one
Until all that was left
Was none
So here I am sitting alone
My eyes sunk in
My body skin and bone
My dreams abolished
My heart turned to stone
Why am I nice
To those who are mean
Why do I care
when I am the one in despair
My life my goals
All a lie
Nothing was what I wanted to do
Everything I had, started from leaving you
Our friendship is done
And so am I
And honestly I could of never felt better
Now holding my head high.
Written by
Julia Bost Domann
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   ---, Dev A and I Neptune
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