High School


High school has been rough for me.

Many times I was angry.

The people who I thought were my "friends" decided to turn away.

I hated going to school everyday.

Sophomore and junior year were really bad.

I became depressed and extremely sad.

I felt like I was alone, like there was no one around who understood.

My mom would try to cheer me up but she never could.

All my life I've been considered "popular",

but my friends made me feel irregular.

I had a few people in my life who kept me sain,

they helped to ease my pain.

I would pray and pray

and ask God to take my pain away.

It's my senior year now and everything is okay.

It really does pay off to pray.

I'm civil to the ones who once made me cry,

or at least I try.








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