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Sixth Grade

Before I started having depression

I had sixth grade

Sixth grade was horrible

At the time I didn't really understand

Sucide

Otherwise I may have commited

I had breakdowns that year

In school i may add

Being put on studytable

Losing my chance at being a soprano

Being bullied

But the last one especially

I may have hated failure

But not having anyone

Was worst

I had a group of friends

But most of talked behind my back

I didnt know who to trust

Then the day of the breakdown

I was trying so hard not to cry

Then the stronghold broke

That last comment broke me

People surrounded me

"Are you okay ?" they said

But they didn't care

They were the bullies

And they just wanted to see drama

More people saw me

Going to the bathroom to cleanup

Two people were with me

Ones now one of my best friends

But I didn't trust her

Really trust her for a while

Then more people saw me

As I returned to class

Puffy and red eyes

Stupid school toilet paper

I don't remember that much anymore

I think part of me tries to not remember it

All the demons I have now and I'm so breakable

But six grade me

She somehow moved on

How?