My poetry, written mostly in 10th grade. Not much has changed.

Burning BrightIn the NightHate in sightTurn out he lightDie in frightscream loud, with all your might.Hate the lighthate the sighthate the nightfire brighthate the frighthate the rightscream again, with all your might.___________________However you see me,I no longer care.You can’t hurt meSo go on, stare.You’re never going to like me, and I’ll never fit in.You’re not going to change me,I’m the same as I’ve always been.I’ll do what I like,do what I want,do what’s right,and not be what I’m not._____________________My world has changed.Nothing’s the same.Pain took over.Nothing’s as tame.They ask, “What’s happened?”I can’t really say.All I know isI don’t want to stay.Where was everyone?When I needed them?Where was everyone?When I couldn’t comprehend?My world is in shambles,ripped to shreds.What happened?Where were my friends?________________________The tear stained pillows lieunder the headof the girl who no longer cares.The blankets strewn all over the blue carpeted floorwith no concern for the air conditioner on high.The girl that doesnt think she deserves to liveto die.The girl whowears a fake smile andlaughs at what is not funny.The girl who is notpretty enoughsmart enough.The girl that doesnt want to live butdoesnt know how to end it.This girl liesslightly breathingon her tear stained pillows.