Misery
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Kassi Boyd, Grade 10
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Poetry
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2004
Misery is what I feel.
I go to school 5 days a week, when I leave my house I feel happy, but by lunch I start to feel...
Misery.
Misery is what I feel.
What I don't understand is why people start to judge my before they get to know who I am inside. It's so wrong, so why do they do it. Everyday people taunt me and make me feel misery.
Misery is what I feel.