School

by Hannah   Oct 1, 2006


I come to school,
Waiting to be called a fool.Walking down the halls,
I get pushed, shuved, and yelled at.
From where I call school.
Running down teh halls of people,
With faces I cannot see.
They all scare me,
Because they know the face to be.
When I walk down the halls of faces I cannont see,
Really the only face I can see is the one I love the most!

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