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I tried to fit in and make new friends all the time.
It just wasnt easy for me.I hate when the teacher calls on
me in class,I know the answer but Im just too scared.
And when i'm in class I feel so alone even though everyones there.
I struggle with it as I sit in despair.
And I fear everyday gets worse..
no one knows how i feel.But in my head,I know all this pain is real.
I sit in the hall,writing all my thoughts.Nothings ever okay,
and when im happy there it never seems to last.
I hate everything about this place,but I have to go.
And as time goes so slow..I realize theres nothing I can do. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 61 [informant] => karinagutierrez121 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )

Untitled.

Contributed by karinagutierrez121 on Wednesday, 30th December 2009 @ 07:40:37 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

I was never the cool kid.
I tried to fit in and make new friends all the time.
It just wasnt easy for me.I hate when the teacher calls on
me in class,I know the answer but Im just too scared.
And when i'm in class I feel so alone even though everyones there.
I struggle with it as I sit in despair.
And I fear everyday gets worse..
no one knows how i feel.But in my head,I know all this pain is real.
I sit in the hall,writing all my thoughts.Nothings ever okay,
and when im happy there it never seems to last.
I hate everything about this place,but I have to go.
And as time goes so slow..I realize theres nothing I can do.

Copyright © karinagutierrez121 ... [ 2009-12-30 07:40:37]
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Re: Untitled. (User Rating: 1 )
by rfburn on Wednesday, 30th December 2009 @ 08:41:19 AM AEST
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Hey, When I was a kid in school I felt much the same way. I hated it and everybody around me. I was bitter at the world. No one seemed to like me, I was self-conscious and really didn't fit in. But the thing you have to keep in mind is that nothing lasts forever - nothing. One day it will change for you. I know this doesn't help much but it's really true.

One more thing. I found out that yes, people suck but I was partly to blame as well. It seems that when you let go of yourself a little things seem to change in your favor. Hang in buddy.

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