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cant be heared
I sit in a dark room with nothing but a stuff cat that I got when I was young
I have a knife in my hand wondering if all go all the way this time and just end my life
my voice cant be heard my lungs won't work I open mouth to scream help but nothing comes out
I can't be heard over my parent always arguing my sister always yelling and my dog always barking
but now I don't want to be heard I just want to run and hide some times I wish I could be far away on a mountain top or just out side
I have a knife in my hand wondering if all go all the way this time and just end my life
my voice cant be heard my lungs won't work I open mouth to scream help but nothing comes out
I can't be heard over my parent always arguing my sister always yelling and my dog always barking
but now I don't want to be heard I just want to run and hide some times I wish I could be far away on a mountain top or just out side
Published 25th May 2011
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27th May 2011 7:28am
30th May 2011 10:41am
You still have some spelling problems that can be easily fixed with some practice, As for the poem I enjoyed how it was dark, but at the same time accurately portrayed some of the struggles of people your age. The part about the cat reminded me of a movie antagonist in a dark lair somewhere. Good job!
31st May 2011 3:16am
29th Apr 2012 4:12am
