7th grade

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The start to my misery
Was simply history.
I started out on my own
Yet I wasn't all alone.

I had friends and family
Though slowly and insensibly,
I lost myself in the game
The feeling I never overcame

The lies, the whispers
Emotional blisters.
Caught in my head
Bringing back what they said.

The voices in my brain
Said I was insane.
I knew for a fact
There was something I lacked.

Beauty, brains, self esteem,
None of these belonged to me.
The thought of being lonely
Slowly stuck inside of me.

Useless, stupid, ugly
All of these describe me.
I pretended I didn't care
The things I thought I didn't dare.

Bullys came and reminded me
The only things I could see
Fat and stupidity

The world thought I was strong
After all they were wrong
Everyone made fun of me
And that was all that I cold see

I was stupid and nieve
They trashed and broke the key
To my sanity

I was cracked and broken
My heart cut open
Boys filled my mnd with hate
This was my 7th grade

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