Ive always held on to this string, this string of faith and hope...
Every day it gets weaker and weaker and one day it will snap...
That day seems to want to occur very badly
When I leave for school early in the morning i try my hardest to ignore screaming and crying from behind my mothers door
When I'm on the bus i try my hardest to ignore the immature chants that people make about me
When I'm in class i try my hardest to participate but whenever i try I always get judged.
When its recess I try my hardest to make friends but no one seems to like me...
Why did I have to be that one girl that every one hated
Is it because of the color of my hair? Ill bleach it every day for you
Is it because of the color of my eye? ill get surgery for you even though im underage
Is it because i don't expose enough skin? Ill cut my clothes for you
Just please talk to me before my string snaps
YOU ARE READING
'Im fine' /depression stories/
PoetryLife is hard huh.... You never saw this coming did you...you deserve it...thats why you put on that fake smile
