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People stare accusingly. Staring like they know me. Thinking they know what ive done. Spending their time making fun of me. but they dont fucking know me. A screw up thats all they see. But they dont fucking know me. So much for being free.
Theyre thinking does she use drugs. Is she just another class clown. they dont know shes wishing she could cry enough theyd all just up and drown. But they dont fucking know me. A screwup thats all they see. But they dont fucking know me. So much for being free.
Then they find the cuts on her wrist. And tell her that shes stupid.But they dont know her story, and theyll forget her whne she dies. Cuz they dont fucking know me. A screwup thats all they see. Cuz they dont fucking know me. So much for being free.
DATED: months ago sitting in a saturday school room being stared down by a teacher who never met me and doesnt know me and thinks hes so much better than me.