I watch people talk to their freinds.
I watch as they horce around.
I watch as Hunter talked to his freinds.
I have freinds. (Well I gess)
I no one ask whats wrong.
I want to cry.
I hear Hunters taunting.
"E.G. phone home" (Ex girlfriend phone home.)
I see my best freind hanging on his arm flirting with him.
She was doing that before I broke up with him thought.I sat during lunch just staring at the big mama bear on the wall "Go bears".
I didnt eat.
I didnt talk.
None but Will sat with me.
But thats cuz there was no were to set.I walked around out side.
I felt my heart tear with each step.
I felt myself die.
I felt nothing.
I felt cold

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PoetryEverything I do is juged. I'm bullied by people who never knew it hurt me. I put on the strong face, and lafed with everyone when it came to me but stoped it when it came to others. The boy I liked used me and, the boy I think I love doesn't know ho...