Isabella Santoro
Anchor Staff Writer
Remember when you laughed at me that day?
For clawing at my throat, my breath uneven
Clawing at my throat, my breath uneven
I pleaded with you to help me out
Come on, please, help me out here, won’t you?
My eyes full of unshed tears, no words released
My eyes full of unshed tears, words I can’t release
I watch as you sigh, mad I ask for help
You are mad that I ask for any help
When I am not the type to beg and plead
But I silently stand here, I beg and plead
And there you stand, your eyes full of frustration
I wonder why you are full of frustration
When I remember you laughed at me that day
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