Sometimes my friends parents annoy me. Like how one of my friends dad is homophobic so I'm uncomfortable to be around him. Sometimes I think my own teachers are homophobic or trans-phobic. Even some of the students at my school are homophobic but I'm glad my parents and my friends are understanding and excepting of who I choose to be I used to be scared that my family would hate me for being transgender and homosexual.

I feel invisible at school.
I only feel visible at home.
My family and friends see me only.
I’m just very lonely in my head.
I guess i’m just a divisible person.

My emotions tend to set off a commotion in my house.
My parents wonder if there is something wrong I tell them I remembered a sad song.
My emotions are like a roller coaster in my life.
My emotions cause me to always feel older than i actually am.
My emotions cause me to lie awake at night I will then fight with myself.
My emotions will send me into a panic so then i feel like a maniac.

At night
At home
All alone
when sound carries
and words echo through walls

tears are falling
wrist are bleeding
the feeling of loneliness is true
reality is fleeting and what's left is pain

Heart ache
Sorrow
Guilt
Things you want pushed down
They all erupt in a loud cry
Sound rushes everywhere and the silence is broken.

Silence is gone
no longer a thing
no longer of importance
when your'e all alone
and no one is home
sounds echo through the house.

~ Jayde Flores

Nighttime is a fun time.
I’m as quiet as a mime.
It is fun because i can let my mind take flight.
Nighttime is when i can let all of my worries go.
Nighttime is where i go to escape all of my fears.
Nighttime is where i let all of my tears flow down my face.
Nighttime is when my mind fights for my sanity.
Nighttime is where insanity runs in my dreams.
Nighttime is where I think of cream colors.
Nighttime is where if wake up screaming inside.
Nighttime is when my sadness escapes.
NIghttime is when I slip into madness.
Nighttime is when feel like i’m older than i really am.
Nighttime i when i’m an  emotional roller coaster.
Nighttime is when I think of my mistakes.
Nighttime is when it takes me all my strength to stay happy.

All
Of my
Fears and
Tears staining
The ground beneath
My feet. I stand with a
A scarred mind you will find
A scared little girl with a scarred
Arm. So this is who people that really
Know really see me. The days I live for
Are just for my family and friends. For
Them not to cry over me. I’m slowly
Losing myself to my mind it’s
Energy consuming
For me.