Am I that badA Poem by Call Me BluTrue..We sit at our table Eating lunch and laughing From a distance we seem fine But you don't know half of it I force myself to smile as you pull out the pass You don't even apologize anymore The three of you take your stuf and stand up Laughing and giggling as you walk upstairs Out of the lunchroom You say it's for extra credit Ya right I turn to whoevers left at the table They all are staring at me I shrug and laugh it off But on the inside I am far from it I am past the point of saddness Now I am angry One of you used to stay behind Now you all go I asked to tag along once You were much to quick to inform me That it was you three only I let it drop This is seeming to familiar Everyone else smiles and laughs as we talk But we are all thinking the same thing Waiting The school is putting in couches and vending machines To bad you won't be here You will be with your precious extra credit Filing gradebooks I have other friends But you guys were supposed to be the best And you were But then... I don't know what All I know is that I feel like a charity case Like I'm your job Well heres a little message from me I don't need you So join in or f**k off © 2011 Call Me BluAuthor's Note
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11 Reviews Added on January 14, 2011 Last Updated on January 14, 2011 AuthorCall Me BluAt the end of the rainbowAboutIm on twitter! Add me, Thecookie1998! You don't hafta, but watevsers. My name is hannah and I'm only twelve but I've been through alot. Bad friends, bad people. I got my second chance on here and I ho.. more..Writing
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