My Poems [Completed]

You're a Freak

I feel dead again.

If I ever stop posting for over a year, assume I've either 1) stopped caring about writing these, or 2) killed myself.

And the second option is probably more likely.

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"You're a freak."

Huh. That's new.

Never been called that before.

I don't know who.

"You're weird."

That's nothing new to me.

My friends are all weird.

They just don't see.

"I hate you."

Well, let me say.

You can't hate someone

Who hates them self anyway.

"You're ugly."

Oh, I know.

It's not like I try not to be

You just don't know, ho.

"Don't talk to me."

I know I'm annoying,

But really? I'm making an effort

To talk to you, could you try listening?

"Ew, it's her."

I know I'm disgusting.

Jeez, that's what goes through my head every day.

But maybe say it quieter.

"You're such a nerd."

I know. God, that's kind

Of obvious, isn't it?

But I'm easy to find.

"Stay away from her."

I'm actually a good friend.

But you won't stick around

To find out in the end.

"Stay away from me!"

Okay. I can do that.

But just know

You're a twat.

"She shouldn't be here."

You think I don't know?

I know I shouldn't be here.

I should be left to mold.

"Don't talk to her."

You're a bitch.

What if you were

In the same ditch?

"She's so fat."

Stay out of people's business

And shut the fuck up

I didn't ask for your opinion.

"We're not friends anymore."

Okay. I stopped considering

You as my friend a while

Ago, so I'm fine.

"Just die."

...okay.

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I'd already be dead if I didn't have one of my friends there helping me. Her name is Courtney, and she's a sarcastic little shit but she's amazing.

-Katrina