At first you said I was one of you.
I'm part of the group, one with the clique
All are welcome!
At least that's what you said.
Now you run, you hide, you spread these lies
Of a monster I never was.
But I'm one of you...
At least that's what you said.
I hear the whispering i see your game.
Leave me out, make me feel shame.
But after all i'm one of you...
At least that's what you said.
Now i'm on the floor, painted crimson red
I might be bleeding out, i think i might be dead.
I showed you no hostility yet you wish to kill me
I'm only human! i did no wrong.
But here i'm bleeding out, i wouldn't last long
I though we were a group,friends.
I guess in the end...
That was only what you said.
I really liked your poem. It was vivid and i felt that teenagers could relate to your poem.
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