The laughing conversations
That you're not laughing at;
The always open circle
That closes when approached:

The won't admit
They're pushing you out.

No more room at tables,
"Unheard" spoken hi's,
Off to the side or behind:
On the outside looking in.

Forgotten.
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AHH!  I am so sick of how busy I am.  I have to worry about my learner's permit test, the AP exams, the mock AP exam, regular homework (of which I have a lot), confirmation, my friends, my stuff at the library, WAM, my writing, my sleeping habits, my eating habits...AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!  It's not fair.  People expect me to take all this stress ( Read more... )