Why I Write
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The words rush through me like a raging river
If anyone could stare into the depths of my soul they would quiver.
I write for the anguish I am feeling inside
Sometimes I don't even know if I'm alive.
My mother told me cutting my wrists wasn't right
So I take out my pain with the words I write.
High school is brutal but you're almost done
Little did they know the pain has just begun.
Drama never escapes you just new faces
But there will always be the same races.
Popularity, beauty, and being the best
Just trying to separate yourself from the rest.
But does that really make you seem cool?
Because to me, and the rest of the outcasts you look like a fool.