Gone | Teen Ink


November 3, 2008
By Anyalisse PLATINUM, Gering, Nebraska
Anyalisse PLATINUM, Gering, Nebraska
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"Go away freak!"
No one wants me.
"Get out of here!"
All alone.
"No one likes you!"
Cast out.
Harsh tongues lash.
Cruel voices shout.
I go to school every day,
Only to be torn apart,
By taunting looks,
And cruel people.
No one realizes what they're doing.
Or they do and laugh.
Perhaps they'll get their wish.
Cut my wrists,
Slit my throat,
I'm gone.
"Go away!"
I did.

The author's comments:
The whoe part about me dying yeah that's not true. But the rest is. I feel like I'm litterally being torn apart at school. I wrote this when the very thing in the poem was happening and I very much considered letting them have their wish. But as you can see I rethought that. Hope you liked and I hope you got the message.

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