Mycaela Ruby Poet I do not know?

My Name Is

MY NAME IS MISSURY MY NAME IS PAIN I CANT HELP TO THINK THAT I WILL NEVER BE THE SAME WHO AM I  I 
HAVE NO NAME TODAY I SIT AND WONDER WHAT I HAVE DONE WRONG TO DISERVE THE THINGS I GET 
PLEASE TELL ME WHAT I HAVE DONE WRONG I LOOK BACK ON MY LIFE AND TRY TO FIGURE OUT WHO I AM 
BUT I HAVE EARASED ALL MY MEMORYS BECAUSE THE BAD ONES ARE THE ONLY ONES I HAVE MY NAME IS 
HURT BECAUSE THAT IS ALL I AM HURT BY EVERY ONE AND EVERY THING MY NAME IS HATE BECAUSE THAT IS 
ALL I HAVE HATE TWORDS MY SELF FOR LETTING THINGS GET SO BAD WHO AM I TO JUDGE ANY ONE BUT ME I 
AM A FAKE AND I HOLD ON TO MY FAKE SMILE OH SO DESPRETLY MY NAME IS MISSURY MY NAME IS PAIN MY 
NAME IS MYCAELA

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Bradley Saucier April 30, 2010 at 5:58 PM I am sorry that you are going through so much. Keep writing especially if it makes you feel better.

Sara Kendrick April 30, 2010 at 2:09 PM Sorry that you are so miserable...Interesting way that you have written it all down..Keep the creative pen flowing..Sara