(Please Comment) Is This Poem Any Good?

Jayden

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I run along the vast plain,
Wincing, yelping,
"Why is no one helping?"
Standing there like blocks of stone,
Watching me as I rome.

My right palm clasped around my bloody shin,
My left arm stretched out for help,
But still no one listens,
No one cares.

No one cares about the pain I'm in,
No one cares about the blood,
To them I'm nothing more than a wilting daisy in the mud.

Thousands of people,
All with the same balnk stare,
I don't know why they do this,
I don't know why they won't help,
Standing,
Watching,
As I take my last yelp.

Well, how was it? Also, I need help with a name. Any suggestions?
 
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