See, I like the depressed girl in my school
And when I got enough courage to tell her that,
they laughed and she cried too
"That's so funny, we respect you even more"
It's not respect
I chased after, chased after,
but she won't look at me
Another thing changed by pathetic misery
Why am I a jokester if I can't be taken seriously?
Makes me want to die
Then my only friend came up to me
"I thought you weren't a bully
You don't have to like her, but don't make fun of her
You know how much I've loved that girl, why'd you got to hurt her"
"I trusted you"
I don't have enough strength to fight
All these new revelations coming to me right now
If only someone would look at me without assuming what I say's a joke....
Weeks later saw the same girl, walking happily with my ex-friend
She was laughing, then she turns
I can see bruises through the fake-up
Shocked, I watch a little longer
I see him take her behind the dumpster
Hits her till she's crying
What's the point of this world?
I confronted her after school,
asked why she's putting up with it
The girl I love hates me back,
"I'm sorry," she says
"Don't let him hit you"
"He's not, now leave me be!"
If only I wasn't such a jokester
My best friend says I'm joking
When I report it to the principal
He brings in a friend who says the same
I have no friend, I get suspended
Why does life have to be so unfair?
I'm slowly dwindling
Wounds getting deeper
Bracelets are more common
Hide my eyes from those outside
Depression will find me
Can I ever be picked up again?
I relied so much on the laughs
Of others to keep myself alive
Should it have been screams,
I'm such a freak
This Sulley can't keep going
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Feeling Too Much
PoetrySongs and poetry I write when I'm at risk of feeling numb. I also read books, make origami, play Transformice, or eat. Here's my writing though.