So Done


I'm so done with you,
and I think I've had enough.
I can't believe you said this to me.
So much horrible and terrible stuff.

I'm so done with my school;
students, teachers, and such.
No one gets me,
and I hate it very much.

I'm so done with my life;
There is no point in trying.
It's one big disaster,
and everyone can see me crying.

I'm so done with my family,
they simply don't understand
that I'm living in a dark place
covered in black, cold sand.

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