Torn

Everyday in middle school, people would make fun of me,
And I'd feel like a fool. They said perfection is the norm, but.. Why couldn't I fit in? I wanted to feel cool and wanted but every time I tried, I kept getting taunted. So I would hide in my room and cry and cry. And when my parents asked if I was okay. Of course, I would lie. I was falling apart. It felt like a dart to my heart. The kids didn't understand how much it hurt, pushed in the dirt and just left there. I'm so torn