Another face blank in the hallway
I wave
And I say “hello! How was your day!”
They smile, fake and demeaning
They say good as if I spent the day
Just dreaming
About my fantasy life
Why do they have to be right
help
Another face blank in the hallway
I smile
they look at me, in denial
“I don’t know this girl”
This girl with the messy hair
The splotchy face
(She gets that from crying every day)
please help
The girl with the silent words
And the sharp thoughts
Someone even her friends forgot
Cutting her own heart like a knife
Not to worry
It’s not close to suicide
but help
Another face blank
I nod
Acknowledging their presence
They look at me, like I’m dense
I’m on the opposite side
Of THEIR fence
So I give in
I give up
Help
No more nodding, waving, smiling
Just a lot of crying,
Sighing
So many blank faces
And not enough blank pages for me
Their twisted words
And my silent hurt
Can’t handle this pain
Anymore

help


HELP