TRIGGER WARING
I can't do it
I never could
wake up early
before the bell
Sit in class
Surrounded by people
Whose eyes follow you
While you talk
The air is dense
A sweaty mess, you cannot
Breath but there's no
Oxygen mask
The tears become noticable
They all seemed to stare
Nobody sees your scared
You can't do this, you cant
You can't speak to the lady
At the front desk about why
You missed last week of school
Because you couldn't leave the
Confines of your bedroom
The walls at school seem to
Squeeze you in, as the voices
That you desperatly try to keep
Out drags you in
Early morning tears, like april
Mists follow you to the shower
As you drag your feet, like
a metal ball attached to your ankle
Afraid, afraid of the loud nosies
That surround you, of the
Laughter of the student who
Silently judge you
But the school won't help you
They won't stop the bullying
Until it gets to rough and your
Tearing your skin apart
To drown out the vile noise
I can't, I can't do it
I can't sit here and pretend
Go to school and fear my existance
I can't be the good girl with amazing grades
Sitting in class expected to behave
Their eyes are watching
Judging my skin
How my hair curls, and my makeup
Cakes on my skin because of how
Dry it is from all the medicine
Money spent to look beautiful
Clothes with price tags unbelievable
Looking for the cheepest price
Because I just wanted to look nice
But then their words whisper
Closing in on my lungs
I know I'm too big, I know
I shouldn't wear that
I can't breath, were is my air
Can you free me from this chain
That never seems to end
Societies trapped me in
Forced me to play a roll I cannot
Win
My future is meek, my morals
Are shot from the late night
Play dates with a dirty razor
Filling a bathtub that was too clean
Yet the next morning I wake up
To do it again, to walk the halls
Of the demons den
Shivering at the ice cold
Glares of things I cannot do
I cannot do it, it's too much
I am a survivor that much is true
But everyone has battles
They Just Cannot Win
Written By: Teha Brown aka WILTEDROSE213
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HeartFelt Poetry| 18+
PoetryShe wrote Poetry because everything her heart sang was words of pain, So she would pick up a pencil and let her hand sing words to a poem that no girl should ever have to read. ~Teha Brown *Poems From The Heart *They Might Make You Cry *You Will Fe...
