warning: boyxboy, bullying
Your smile, it makes my heart pound, the pounding is loud, too loud, make it stop, I don't like it, but I like you. Here I sit trying to block out the pounding, the pounding's too load, but you want me to stay in here, you want me to suffer, so i stay here in this cramped locker, listening to the pounding, the pounding noise that you have created with your own two hands, I love your hands, those hands that have beat me up and ruined me so many times, I love you.
The irritating bell rings once again, signing that lunch had begun, most people would be excited for lunch, counting down every second till the bell rang, I don't like getting hurt, that's why I despise lunch time, lunch time is when you and your friends come to me, I loathe your friends, just thinking of their hands on me makes me shudder in disgust, but your different, you have a reason to torment me, they make me suffer for their own satisfaction, such disgusting creatures they are, though you are different, you know I'm a monster, so you ruin me for my own good.
