The cold cruel glares Brought chills down my spine. They’re judging me Then I’m despised.
I feel vulnerable With everyone hating me. Their eyes bring chains That I can’t break free.
Why is society so cruel? Why won’t everyone accept? Why would they do this, Knowing it’ll cause me to be depressed?
Maybe I should let it go, Or try to be confident. But it be better if I end it.
Maybe everyone would be happy From me leaving. I know no one would care, Or even would be grieving.
I wonder If I thought differently. How would I react to the eyes That judge me.
This is actually how I feel sometimes. Just to clarify something, I do not support bullying, nor suicide. I really want to bring color and happiness to the world.