Alice, her name rings in my head daylight to moonlight. She's the one that got me in to this.
She left and probably has a perfect life and she has left me alone in a circle of despair with gloom surrounding me.
The clock ticks around but the time for Alice will never come. She's gone. And she won't come back.
I'm a freak, a pysho who trudges through the school by herself. Making herself look as ugly as can be.
Why am I here? I'm useless, I'm worthless what will anyone see in me?
If I go no one will probably notice I'm a part of the background,a figment of the past a replica of hideous.
People nudge each other at the sight of me. I can kick stones as much as I can but that won't change me, will it?
Am I even real? Can't I just fall in to a black hole and lay there?
Can I walk on and not look back until I am far away from yhe pace I'm supposed to call'home'
But it's not home and in time people will learn that. I don't Know anything about my parents. I was sent to boarding school at the age of 4.
