I walk out with a smile plastered across my face. <br />Tears are runnng like waterfalls on the inside <br />I can no longer stand living, or dare I say dieing, <br />in this place <br />This hell, that I call home<br /><br />Madeline Fazio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-hell-is-my-home/
