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Attention MAG
June 29, 2009
When she arrived,
her friends flocked around her,
a cloud of makeup and safety-pin piercings
she showed her wrists
proudly,
her hair dyed shades of tragic,
eyes circled dark.
Wore her diagnosis like an ID key card,
opening all the doors,
getting her into the right crowds.
And we rolled our eyes
at the self-absorption,
poked fun at the melodrama.
How absurd, we said, shaking our heads,
miming razors across skin,
laughing.
And I held firmly to the edges of my sleeves,
smiling, terrified,
trying to hide the Band-Aids.
© Christina C., Hopedale, MA
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This article has 33 comments.
oSoSiLeNtLyScReAmInG SILVER said...
on Aug. 22 2010 at 5:20 pm
this is amazing ...i know exactly what this feels like way too well
Jessica Tuba said...
on Jan. 26 2010 at 8:50 pm
at first when everyone starts high school i know that all we want is attencion, i did. to get to that you become a different person and you think kids will like you better but that not true. i started as a totally different person but that was getting me nowhere. know im just myself and i got as many friends and attencion like i wanted and i didnt have to make any changes
SmileitsCaroline said...
on Dec. 18 2009 at 7:31 pm
i loved it.
sammiieeeeee BRONZE said...
on Nov. 13 2009 at 6:25 am
wow this is amazing
one piece of adive ... KEEP wriTING :)
&& can anyone take a look at my work i would love feedback
thanksss
one piece of adive ... KEEP wriTING :)
&& can anyone take a look at my work i would love feedback
thanksss
paintmeapicture GOLD said...
on Aug. 26 2009 at 6:05 pm
amazing job, i loved it! i agree you should keep writing, can't wait to hear more :)
Spritz said...
on Aug. 24 2009 at 1:53 pm
Very nice, i looove the twist at the end. Heheh(:
Alexa Verstraten BRONZE said...
on Aug. 23 2009 at 9:29 am
this poem is so real, situations like this happen so much. the stigma forces people to either flaunt or hide there demons.
Eilina Sealtman SILVER said...
on Aug. 9 2009 at 1:02 am
It was well written, but I think you could have layed off the emo a bit. You described it well, but it almost makes you seem jealous. And it brings a modern cliche to the peice that it doesn't really need.
Still, I'd buy it in a shop.
Still, I'd buy it in a shop.
Ismeraly Torres BRONZE said...
on Jul. 30 2009 at 3:13 pm
great job, that twist at the end was very unexpected, and real.
LoveLikeWoe DIAMOND said...
on Jul. 30 2009 at 1:41 am
this is amazing. i am practically speechless. keep up the good work!
RachelEliza PLATINUM said...
on Jul. 27 2009 at 11:15 pm
ive dne the exact same thing once. good job, i hope you keep writing because you have something very special here.
Pink_Butterfly said...
on Jul. 26 2009 at 4:16 pm
that was an amazing poem !!! i truly loved it . =
FashionGuru DIAMOND said...
on Jul. 24 2009 at 10:51 pm
Simply...Real. Deep and emotional, i love how you show the insecurities of people and the need to fit in. Very, very touching and good.
marykate:) BRONZE said...
on Jul. 21 2009 at 1:30 pm
that was great very well written! i loved it
yourworstnightmare BRONZE said...
on Jul. 17 2009 at 4:14 pm
That's really good. Keep it up! :)
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