You look at me,
I know what you see,
Emo.
Freak.
Weird.
Goth.
Stupid.
Poser.
Do you know what I see?
Prep.
Kiss-up.
Wanna be.
Stuck up.
Self-absorbed.
Spoiled.
Rotten.
Skank.
You say there's something wrong with me,
I'm not the one who stalks people just for some good gossip.
I put on a brave face,
roll my eyes,
pretend to laugh,
make it look like nothing's wrong.
But it is,
and you will never know.
You call me weak,
you have no idea how strong I am.
You don't know me,
yet you judge me.
When I go to school with puffy eyes,
you call me ugly and pitiful.
I won't tell you how right you are,
I am pitiful.
I shouldn't let the screams get to me,
but they do.
You smile,
you think you cause my pain,
wrong again.
One thing you will never know,
the things my mother says,
the way she says them,
Pathetic.
Unappreciative.
Heartless.
Wrong.
Messed up.
Coming from her,
it hurts a million more times than from you.
The words kill me inside,
just so you know.
The pain never leaves,
but you won't know,
because I will smile,
I will laugh,
I will pretend.
Until The End.
