I Am

i AM that girl who is picked on everyday in school.
i AM the one girl who sits by herself at lunch.
i AM the girl who goes to my guidence counselor just to talk about the wheather.
i AM the girl who'll call my mom up just to cry to at lunch
i AM the girl who is shoved in lockers and can't get out.
i AM the girl who nobody cares about when they see her crying in class
i AM the girl who listens to My Chemical Romance
i AM the girl who believes My Chemical Romance is still trying to save her life.

Poem by bob nathaniel bryar

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