My Shell

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They call me dirty,

they call me fake,

they call me stupid,

they hope I will break.

They push and pull, they trip me

and I fall.

Down into the abyss,

their screams are loud

but mine so quiet.

I am afraid of the silence,

the darkness that comes with it.

I'm empty, I'm cold,

No longer am I bold,

they shattered my pieces,

they scattered my heart,

they ripped my emotions out,

and pulled me apart.

Now I am a mess, crying for my fears,

But what I cry are not tears,

they're worth something in return,

a hug, a kiss? An emotional churn.

I am not worthless,

I'm not a freak,

I'm not a shitty, pathetic geek.

I'm a human, I breathe life,

I make my choices well,

I'm no longer the person you saw before,

you will not break my shell.

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