Where I'm from

February 27, 2013

I'm from all the mean names you shout at me as I walk through the halls. I'm from the pain that you caused. I'm from the depression. I'm from the bruises and the broken bones. I'm from the voices that can't be heard. I'm from the hopless feelings. I'm from the girl you drove to sucide I'm from the bullied and broken.

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Comments (2)

summerstewartFeb 28, 2013

Thanks for you feedback and yes I meant hopless lol stupid typos

nicoleneilsonFeb 27, 2013

Great Poem! I like how each line starts with the same three words. My advice would be to take out the word "all" in the first line so it sticks to that. Also on the sixth line down I think you mean hopeless?

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