There's nothing within me.

I have no love,

no life,

no friends.

My bones hold me up

because nobody or anything else can.

My flesh covers up the wounds

that no one can see.

I try to stand tall,

but sometimes, I feel so small.

Mixed emotions run through me

that come out as tears

running down my face.

I do wish that I had love,


and friends,

but wishes aren't reality.

I can wish all I want,

but there is still


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This selection was written

by Kristina Gonzalez.

Kristina is 13 years old

and resides in Wichita Falls, Texas.

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