I Don't CareA Poem by Tori AdamsI Don't Care
I walk through the hallways alone, You watch me but you don't care. I hear your friends talking about me, You know but you don't care. I fall and drop my belongings, You don't help me because you don't care.
Later that night as I sit alone, holding a knife to my wrist, I whisper, "If only someone had cared." And while the blood drips from my skin, and falls upon the floor, You sit at home on the phone, talking about me and you don't care. © 2010 Tori Adams |
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1 Review Added on April 23, 2010 Last Updated on April 23, 2010 AuthorTori AdamsAtlanta, GAAboutI am a thirteen year old aspiring young writer that is currently in the process of writing their very first novel. I do not have much more to say about myself as I am a relativley simple human being t.. more..Writing
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