Empty eyes
looking at you,
boring into your head,
giving you a
migraine.
Emotionless face
scaring you and
your soul.
Soundless voice
speaking to
thin air,
trying to make sense
of it all.
Zombie,
dead and living,
lost in the world.
New school,
new job,
new life.
Jocks,
snobs,
nerds, and
freaks
all trying for your attention.
Empty eyes,
brain dead,
living death.
High school.
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