way2awesome101
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I Hate Them
Day by day.
Day by day.
They think its funny to say.
Things that hurt me in such a way.
They will never know.
Can’t imagine.
How much pain they cause me.
In the seclusion of my room hides secrets undiscovered.
Under the night stand … experiences.
When they say things about me I want to open up a vein.
Bleed out my pain.
Take out my anger and hurt on myself.
What can I do to make them leave me alone?
Not speak up in class?
No I am not that type of person to just back down and not speak my mind.
But when I do I get made fun of ridiculed.
SHE IS A FREAK !
They shout.
I just go on as if I don’t know what they are talking about.
But truly inside it hurts so badly so, so badly.
I hold my sadness and anger and hurt inside me.
Until it explodes.
The pain I experience is pain I wish I could inflict on them.
Every last one of them.
Even the ones that laughed in my face.
A face that was clearly hurt and not one person stuck up for me.
The mocking, the put downs, the insults I can’t take anymore.
My heart burn with rage the desire for revenge.
Day by day.
Day by day.
They think its funny to say.
Things that hurt me in such a way.
They will never know.
Can’t imagine.
How much pain they cause me.
In the seclusion of my room hides secrets undiscovered.
Under the night stand … experiences.
When they say things about me I want to open up a vein.
Bleed out my pain.
Take out my anger and hurt on myself.
What can I do to make them leave me alone?
Not speak up in class?
No I am not that type of person to just back down and not speak my mind.
But when I do I get made fun of ridiculed.
SHE IS A FREAK !
They shout.
I just go on as if I don’t know what they are talking about.
But truly inside it hurts so badly so, so badly.
I hold my sadness and anger and hurt inside me.
Until it explodes.
The pain I experience is pain I wish I could inflict on them.
Every last one of them.
Even the ones that laughed in my face.
A face that was clearly hurt and not one person stuck up for me.
The mocking, the put downs, the insults I can’t take anymore.
My heart burn with rage the desire for revenge.