A fresh start, awesome new friends to make.
Everyone talks- there’s nowhere to hide.
They lie and say they are on my side.
They tell me to not be opaque.
New memories are made. Of course they were fake!
Rumors spread so I had slowly died inside.
Fear, Hate, Tears- I knew there was no way to make
The cuts disappear from sight, now they can hide
From the very start, I knew I was not awake;
Oblivious to everything on the outside.
Nobody bothers to ask me why I had cried.
Time and time again I am told I’m a mistake,
To go die and bear every mistake I make.
About the Creator
Rebecca Wallace
I am a 20 year old who enjoys writing in my free time. Writing has always been my way of expressing my thoughts or feelings and I wanted to have the opportunity for others to read my works.
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