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Roses

Packed room
Music on repeat.
 lights on
lights off.
Questions,
Rapid fire.
Better answer correctly.
You want this badly.
Not sure why though.

Think this will help
Maybe I’ll make friends.
That’s what mom would want.
To be happy.
But not sure about this.
Probably would of
Said I was crazy.
Boyfriend doesn’t approve.

Roses are red
Here take it.
Be a part of us.

Six weeks
Six weeks of hell.
Every moment,
I just wanted to die.
Kept going though.
Don’t know why I did it.
Why I kept going.
No one liked you anyway.

Roses are red
Here take it
Be a part of us.

Miserable
Unwanted
Depressed
It really is that bad.
To be lonely
And pathetic.
Sisterhood is about wearing letters
But I just want to throw mine away.
Should of black balled me
When you had the chance.
Walking through hell
It wasn’t worth it.
But now I’m out
And no one can say shit.

Roses are red
Here take it
Be a part of us
No,
I’m good.
Written by brokeninside2024 (Gabby.S2378)
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Author's Note
This is a reflection poem about my time pledging a sorority
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