Walking the halls, each step feeling sicker,
Kids they point, laugh and snicker.
Trying to make it through her day,
At home is where she wished she could stay.
Watching the cheerleaders do their cheers,
Their haunting chants ring in her ears.
Dating, proms, friends forever,
Things like these will be hers never.
Alone with no one to count on,
No school memories to look upon.
She saunters home, no one by her side,
Wont even take the bus for a ride.
At home she goes to her tiny room,
She shuts herself inside her tomb.
On her bed the tears start to stream,
Its then she lets out her silent scream.
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