I'm finally done with all of your lies.
Your perfect smile can't win me over this time.
Being with you is what caused this big mess.
All the tears and the fights, but mostly the stress.
 
I'm finally ready to find someone new.
Someone who is the exact opposite of you.
He'll love and protect me from all guys your type.
He and I together; we'll be the new hype.
 
I've finally made the step to move on with my life.
With no thanks to you, I put down the knife.
All you were to me was my very worst nightmare.
But now I've risen, a brand new me, 'cause you were never there.
 
By: Kayla H.

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In the middle
Is where I am.

In the middle
Is where I stand.

I'm torn between two,
I don't fit in either clique.
The popular group?
Not really a good fit.

I'm torn between them,
The populars and my old friends.
They used to stand by my side.
What happened to "our friendship never ends"?

I'm torn between two,
In which group do I fit?
The popular crowd in my mind is it.
But can't I keep my other friends too?

Now I know why
It's called Middle School,
because everything swirls by,
and you're used like a tool.

I guess torn between the two
Is where I'll always be,
In the middle
Must be the place for me.

 

Her mother told her everyday before she said goodbye,
That she was, beautiful, kind and brave,
And to always remember why.
 
Her mother told her to never forget what she had survived,
That time when all was lost and dark,
A time of hurt and lies.
 
Her mother stroked her hair softly, and took her held her hands and smiled,
"You've done so much, sometimes I forget,
You're only just a child."
 
Her mother claimed she had a special soul, and said to always believe,
But the girl just turned away and cried,
"Then why did daddy leave?"

-Elizabeth G.

 

 

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