Middle school
Everyday I hated life
Just get me through today
Maybe no one will notice me
Maybe no one will notice that before school I cried
I cried because of them
They locked me in closets
Called me gay
Made jokes at my dispense
They say that they were joking
No harm done
But little did they know that I cried myself to sleep every night
Because I was so scared that it could be true
So I showed them I dated every girl I could got to double digits before I knew it but still they called me gay
Soon girls were just a number
Just a object that I could build myself higher on
I tell my parents all of this and there response is that these kids are just jealous of you Kevin
I wish that was true
But what is there to be jealous about
Girls turned to objects in a second
They were there to build me higher right? To somehow give me the respect I wanted
I used them for my own gain
But what did it gain me
Bur more name calling
Manwhore
****
Told I couldn't keep a girlfriend
More jokes at my dispense
And somehow I was still called gay
I still cried those names Hurt too
These girls are getting me no where
But I keep going farther with them
Started bragging about how cool I was
But in a moment I could be brought down by 3 words
You are gay
Those words pump through my heart so fast
My anger rages
Till a kid said it one day and I broke
I punched him in the face
The power I felt
I threw another one
Sitting at my desk feeling that glory but for what?
I get a call to the office
I get blamed for bulling the kid
I try to say no
But the words won't come out
I turn back to girls to hide my pain
To hide my sorrow
Maybe someday girls won't just be a number...
Sep 10, 2013
Sep 10, 2013 at 8:11 PM UTC
Middle school
Everyday I hated life
Just get me through today
Maybe no one will notice me
Maybe no one will notice that before school I cried
I cried because of them
They locked me in closets
Called me gay
Made jokes at my dispense
They say that they were joking
No harm done
But little did they know that I cried myself to sleep every night
Because I was so scared that it could be true
So I showed them I dated every girl I could got to double digits before I knew it but still they called me gay
Soon girls were just a number
Just a object that I could build myself higher on
I tell my parents all of this and there response is that these kids are just jealous of you Kevin
I wish that was true
But what is there to be jealous about
Girls turned to objects in a second
They were there to build me higher right? To somehow give me the respect I wanted
I used them for my own gain
But what did it gain me
Bur more name calling
Manwhore
****
Told I couldn't keep a girlfriend
More jokes at my dispense
And somehow I was still called gay
I still cried those names Hurt too
These girls are getting me no where
But I keep going farther with them
Started bragging about how cool I was
But in a moment I could be brought down by 3 words
You are gay
Those words pump through my heart so fast
My anger rages
Till a kid said it one day and I broke
I punched him in the face
The power I felt
I threw another one
Sitting at my desk feeling that glory but for what?
I get a call to the office
I get blamed for bulling the kid
I try to say no
But the words won't come out
I turn back to girls to hide my pain
To hide my sorrow
Maybe someday girls won't just be a number...
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