teenager
you say get over it but how
you say get out of your room how
you say think happy thoughts how
we need help
no one helps us
why
we are the broken ones
the ones no one wants
the ones who get left behind
the last picked for dodgeball
not the fastest
its our minds
its our bodys
its our past
how do we end the cycle
how do we end the viloencde in our head
we are so overwelmed
the schools
they dont get it
the coaches, the parents, our friends
they dont know what happens when our mnds
when they finally turn off.
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