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Why'd they echo? Wh do I always fail?

Contributed by deathdrop on Monday, 20th September 2004 @ 10:58:16 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

You’re dis-missed from class.
You walk out with every one else.
You’re feeling numb.
Twisted.
You’re feeling broken.
You don’t know why.
You don’t under stand any thing any more…
You’re surrounding by so much noise.
You’re starting to get over whelmed.
You turn around quickly.
Every ones faces are laughing,
Talking.
Echoing…
Why can’t they stop?
Some are screaming,
You feel so dead inside.
Why are they doing it?
People are pushing into the back of you.
You skid forward a little,
You let them pass,
Some are smiling at you.
I feel angry, but you’re too low to retaliate.
They think that they’re the best,
So THEY have to get there first.
You let more of them past.
It doesn’t bother you weather or not you’re the first get there last…
Provided you just get there.
Some one talks than every one else.
You shiver.
Your feeling cold.
Tired…
Sleepy…
You turn the corner,
Then make your way up the stairs with every one else.
There are heavy foot steps all around you.
The different volumes begin to echo like thunder.
You hear sir’s voice behind you.
Far behind,
But getting nearer.
You feel a little safer,
Yet…
You feel consumed.
Picked away at.
You want to scream.
You don’t.
So instead…
Instead you continue,
Walking silently,
All alone.
Knowing that.
They’ve got you and they not even trying…
YOU’RE PATHETIC!
And you no it…
You turn again after the 1st flight of stairs.
And you’re there.
And you await your dreaded B.S. test,
That you know you’re gonna fail in,
Because…
YOU ONLY KNOW HOW TO FAIL!

Copyright Â© deathdrop ... [ 2004-09-20 10:58:16]
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Re: Why'd they echo? Wh do I always fail? (User Rating: 1 )
by a_bear on Monday, 20th September 2004 @ 11:17:49 AM AEST
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by the time I got the end I felt suffocated...hoping you don't really feel this way...because your writing ability is far from failure...mary

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