Voices
I hear these noises so often
I hear myself scream back at them,
"Stop!Stop!"
I wish they wouldn't say it.
I wish they would be nice.
"Your voice is like a razor clawing through me at night"
I hate the fact they hate me.
I hate them so much.
"You've broken me finally"
My eyes are cracked,
My eyes are burning.
"I'm the girl with the shattered eyes"
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I live in a small town and I don't have very many friends. Vice president of the Creative writing club at my school. President of the French Club.
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