They clam they are your friends, but when you walk away they all laugh at
you. When you’re not around the jokes begin. The teasing, the making fun of
begins. Telling you would be a pleasure. Laughing at you would be even
better. You have earned your name. I use to feel sorry for you, but now I’m
with them. I feel the way they do. I now laugh with them at you. We laugh at
you for what you are. You do what you do. I feel no sympathy for you. How
does it feel, the jokes on you? I despise everything about you. You wont
change what you are. A bad, but true rumor is what you are. I despise all
that you do. You deny what you are. But we all know the true you, and what
you do………..

Robin Lynn Bailey

6/6/98

 
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