All day, every day I'm terrified of you.
Again and again your fist makes contact with my skin.
Broken spirit, heart, will, pride.
Be happy because you broke me.
Can't you just smell the pride seeping off of you
as you beat me up again.
Can anybody see me? Help me?
Dead.
I'm dead.
****.
Everyone looks the other way. Nothing wrong happens in their worlds.
Even the teachers.
Fear seeps into my bones when I see you in the halls.
'*******!' I scream in my head, but can never get the words
out my mouth.
"***" you whisper, in a way that cuts deeper than any scream.
Go away. Please.
Get bored of me.
How can someone be this awful?
Help me.
It was stupid of me to fight back, because
I can't breath after you kick me in the stomach.
Just make my life a living hell, please
be my guest.
Justice is ****.
Keep an eye on me, in case I start to get
happy again. That could be a problem.
Key word: Target.
Love is foreign now.
Lonely is not.
My days are black. Are you happy now?
Maybe your life is ****, so you have to make
my life the same.
Never has someone hated me so much
just for being alive.
Nice welcome to high school.
"Oh who would ever give a **** about you?"
Obviously, no one.
Please... Please...
People, why can't you see me?!
"Queen *****!" I call you.
"Queen of the rats" you call me.
Running, running, running again.
Running in vain for you will only get me later.
Sometimes I can avoid you, or manage to get away with
only a shove or an insult.
Stay and beat me if you want, if it makes you feel better
because I am giving up for now.
"Tomorrow, today won't seem so long" I tell myself.
Tell me help is coming.
Underdogs always win in the end right?
Under your power is not where I thought I would be.
Vacant are my eyes, for you have driven my soul away.
Vandalized locker, I know it was you.
When will I be safe?
What did I ever do to you?
Xanax would be perfect to OD on.
You're a monster… But
you have all the power.
Zero Bullying Tolerance, that's
*******.