itching in my skin i wish i could just let it out. i wish i could screem at the highest hill so everyone can hear. But i can't. if everyone knew then they would mock me and say i'm a freak. being ridiculed on something that wasn't even my fault. it's something they, themselves caused.It's not my fault i'm sad all the time, like a little baby that got her favorite blankey taken away. they have been slowly and painfully torturing me with their words.
"you're ugly"
"go away"
"i hate you"
"you're annoying"
"everyone hates you, stupid."
they talk about me behind my back. they whisper and whisper in each others ears thinking i can't hear their words like venom rolling off their tonguess.
but no, i just sit there with my calm face on, hands on my lap pretending to be listening to the teacher teach.
but under my skin i itch and burn so painfully, like my insides on fire. the pressure is just building and building untill one day i will finally burst...
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for now i just cover my face with my hair and let that silent unknown tear roll down my cheek.
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******** up already?
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