He goes to school everyday
With a smile on his face
But little do you know he actually has a story
He wants to tell you
But the question is
Will you listen?
His story starts like many others
Him being a child
He constantly was bullied for being different
Was it his fault that he had ADHD?
Gross.
Abnormal.
Stupid.
Idiotic.
Those were the words he had to listen to
Every freaking day
So he stopped talking.
Stopped trying.
Stopped listening.
Stopped caring.
And he became invisible.
Nice magic trick right?
Wrong.
Slowly he felt alone.
He felt like a nobody.
He felt like he didn’t deserve to live.
He cried silently
Letting those tears fall
Hoping someone would notice
But did they?
Would you?
Then he found that one thing he loved
Drawing.
It was beautiful.
But no one liked it.
They were jealous
How could an idiot like him draw better then me?
They thought.
Assholes.
Bitches.
Idiots.
That’s what they were
You must be a total ass to be so mean to him.
There’s your label.
Oh so you don’t like it?
Then why are you giving others labels?
He put his love of art to the best.
Art was his true love
No matter how many people hated it.
He goes to school everyday
With a smile on his face
He’ll welcome you
And befriend you
No matter who you are