Six hours
Six hours of hell
Six hours locked up
In a prison called school
In a prison called hell
Six hours a day
With people who are skinny and perfect
Six hours of trying to blend in
And six hours of names
Sticks and stones don't break your bones
My best friend used to say
But now she doesn't talk to me
Not a word
So that leaves me alone
For six hours
Each and every day
Five of seven
Enduring it
By myself
Six hours
Of pain
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