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Memories of elementary school...
Crying in the dark
Under my bed
Wondering why I’m alone
They always laugh at me
Kick me
Hurt me
Make sure that I bleed
Why do I care?
I mean nothing
It doesn’t matter
They want me dead
The others hate me
Never wanted to be my friend
I don’t care
They don’t…
They don’t care about the boy who hides
Alone in the dark
This kinda came about when my friend and I were talking about an issue..0.o Reviews Please! They make me happy!!!