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Jun 2014
I sit
Surrounded by voices
Smiling faces
The sounds of joy and laughter

I sit
And all I hear is jeering
All I see is the wall
The laughter feels like knives
I feel eyes on my back
Watching

I turn
But all I see is their smiling faces
All I hear are their sounds of joy

I watch
They don’t
All I feel is fear
And I show them my back
I'm just starting out with poetry, so constructive criticism is very welcome. Thanks.
Emily Jones
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Emily Jones  Australia
(Australia)   
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