Just Keep Breathing

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JEC
Ding Ding
There goes the bell for first period, of the first day of school of my last year in high school. Another year of name calling and pure hell. I mean at least it's my last.
Another year of no friends. Another year of doctors, and another year of bullying. I wish I could go back to the days I had friends and the ones that would pick the would pick up the phone to hang out or the ones that would be by my side when I needed them the most. Not the ones that call me up for money or for homework. Just a friend. A well needed friend.

But then there's him. The doctors son, the jock.
All I think about is him.
His eyes.
The way he laughs.
His smile that brightens my day even a little bit.

Not many people would see me as the type who likes the jock, nor see me at all.
But they don't know me of the pain I go though everyday.

You may think you know me by the way I dress but truthfully you don't know me at all.
Many people judge by the way you look or the way you talk or the way I act. But truthfully you don't really know a person until you get to know them if that makes any sense.
My days only really consist of all the things I have told you but maybe if you get to know me and follow my journey you will understand.
.~.~.
NJH

So everyone thinks of me as the jock. The most popular and the one who sleeps around with girls I want is her. I want the girl who nobody sees but me. And I think I found her. Now only if I knew a way to get to her and tell her how I feel about her.

If only she knew who I really was.
If only she knew how I felt about her
Then maybe