Not me


I don't fit here and i don't know how and yet some how this girl is bullying me till no end

it my not be to my face but it still hurts.. i cried in schol in front of everybody cause i broke down

i am just tired and i know this is not me

I don't want to be weak anymore i don't want to be here in this world

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