Leftovers

They hate me

By StoriesWithNoEnd

Words of poison out my fingertips
Dark thoughts from don't-know-where
Spaced out in my deep, cold world
In the room but not really there
Eyes adverted from my friends
In my mind already away
Toxic letters my salvation
Searching a reason to stay
Snap back to reality
Perhaps I should speak up
I'm disappointing them
I'm just a back-up
My brain overflowing
Fizzing thoughts spill
Can't stop it now
The feelings kill
They hate me
They hate me
They hate me
They hate me
They hate me