she hates it
when she finds her pillow
so wet with tears
at 6 in the morning.
she hates it
whenever she feels sad and lost.
she hates it
when teachers laugh at her
for answering stupidly.
she hates it
when the day comes to saturday
knowing that tomorrow will be sunday
then comes next is monday.
she hates it
when people spill what she told them, shouting
like it's some news they're reporting.
she hates it
when she finds herself in the shower, crying
just there, standing while water's dropping.
she hates it
when she thinks of everything
related to school and society.
she hates it,
especially when her hands
are feeling cold.
