No one gets me.
Hot and cold flashes as I'm walking down the school hallway alone, no one gets me.
I write poetry and play guitar, I wear baggy jeans and old band tees.
I wear my dirty converse and my reading glasses on the top of my head.
No one gets me.
I feel like I'm drowning, can't breathe.
My vision blurry, can't see.
- 9/1/22
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