They treat you so much different, haggle you with fears. But these haters shall never win, i won't let them see my tears. Maybe i'm a freak, maybe i don't belong. But treating me such ways still appears as wrong. Maybe it'a all in my head, perhaps i have lost my mind. So why are my feelings and my sorrow all combined? Anger builds inside, filling me with hate. I try not to hurt the ones i love, but it is too late. My eyes do fill with laughter, but only for a bit. For each new insult is like i have been hit. Walking down the halls, standing out so well. Each day in this world is like a trip to Hell. I don't want to change, don't want to be like everyone else. But all i get is rejection when i try to be myself. So maybe i have problems, maybe i'm not alright. But making it through each day is becoming more like a fight. The looks i get, the laughter i hear. Building on the second year. I just want to be alone, anywhere but home. So what if i'm not perfect? So what if i am strange? Your foolish jokes and mocking looks will never make me change. The don't see the pain they cause each night i cry myself to sleep. They will never see and never know what they've done to me.

By:Zoey C.