What makes my world go round

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    What makes my world go round
    I feel like everyone hates me
    These weird stares, like no body cares.
    Are they wishing I was dead? Or is it all in my head?
    I feel like everyone hates me …
    I haven’t a true friend.
    Who will help me till the end?
    When I fall they all just drop me and go home. I hate you i hate me
    I feel like everyone hates me
    I know you want me dead. So I’ll just give it a try a slash across my
    Neck am I dead yet/ just check.
    I know everyone hates me.
    I laugh at night at what a mistake I am.
    Wishing I could die. I’m the rain or in my room
    Drowning myself my sorrow.
    I would kill myself but I’m to much of a chicken.
    I feel like everyone hates me and that what my world goes round

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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