Sonnet

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Sonnet


I hate the way they stared at me
The way they’ve put me down
I just want them to let me be
Leaving me crying with a frown

I hate the way they told their lies
My face a flash of red
Feeling like I deserved to die
My self esteem now dead

I hate the way they felt invincible
Making me feel so left out
Turning my world invisible
A pity end no doubt

Now they’re old shopping at a dollar store
I’m out on top, looking like Drew Barrymore!

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Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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