School is like a sour apple.
It looks so beautiful
On the outside,
You can't help
But imagine what the fruit tastes like.
It seems like a good idea
To eat it.
But once you bite into it,
All you feel is regret.
School is like a panic attack in a building.
Keeping you weak,
On your knees.
Shouting for help,
Nothing coming out.
Mouth open,
Eyes closed.
Shaking,
Crying,
Giving in to your weak stomach.
School is like a cage,
Keeping you locked in the limited rooms that are offered to you.
Driving you insane.
School is like depression,
It holds on to you,
With a terrible death grip.
Never Leaving,
Always coming back.
Taking all you have.
YOU ARE READING
suicidio
PoetryTRIGGER WARNING!!! A poetic take on teen suicide, depression and eating disorders, written by a disordered kid.