
I am outspoken and angry
I wonder if I will graduate
I hear car wrecks
I wonder if I will graduate
I hear car wrecks
I see someone getting hurt
I want to be left alone
I am outspoken and angry
I pretend to be nice
I feel like hurting someone
I touch my phone
I worry about not graduating
I cry at the thought of not graduating
I am outspoken and angry
I understand life is tough
I say I need god to help me
I dream about graduating
I try to pass all my classes
I hope to graduate
I am outspoken and angry
1 comment:
Paula,
I can feel your pain in this poem. Please come talk to me and let me try and help. Or talk to one of the guidance counselors.
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