I'm going to write this poem how I talk in real life so... don't judge how I talk!

T-The S-shy One
T-The S-Skid-dish One
Th-Those are m-my nickna-ames
E-Everyone s-says that I-I'm j-just like H-Hoodie from C-Creepypasta
Oo
W-Which I am
B-Because h-he stammers t-too
L-Look him u-up

E-Everyday I'm l-limping down the h-hallway because m-my foot is b-bad and I h-hear:
"There she goes!"
"What's up with the limp?"
"Hey! Hoodie! I have cheesecake!"
S-Seriously
E-Everyone knows a-about C-Creepypasta
M-My best friend is C-Crystal
S-She is my M-Masky
W-We both <3 ch-cheesecake

O-Or I could b-be Canada
Fr-om H-Hetalia
Hetalia i-s an anime o-on Netflix
So yeah that happened Oo

The tale of a girl
The tale of a shy girl
The tale of a sweet shy girl
Her parents didn't see that
Every day she came to school with at least 2 or 3 new bruises or scars
At first I didn't put mind to it
Until she invited me over

She and I were close friends
So she allowed me to read her diary
Her secrets were in my hand
I read it over and over to make sense of it
It didn't make sense

Her mother came in with a knife not knowing I came over
Because she got permission from her dad
She said, "Time for your daily scars!!!!!"
She saw me and hid the knife
But I knew what was going on

We were friends after of course
Inseparable
But one day she didn't come to school...
And I never saw her again...
Realizing she was gone forever was awful
I didn't know what to think

Her mom and dad got divorced
Her mom got arrested
I got interviewed
I still have her diary

The shadows are creeping in
Closer, closer
The light is fading slowly
Slower, slower
The time is running out
Faster, faster
The shadows are growing bigger
Bigger, bigger
My life is slowly draining
Draining, draining
The shadows have taken over...

Would I be at a party?
Sure. In the shadows...
Would I share how I feel?
Sure. Anonymously...
Would I be seen with friends in public?
Sure. Never talking...
Would I share my name?
Sure. Never fully...
Would I be in the center?
Sure. For 2 seconds...
Am I known?
Sure. As "Happily Anonymous"...

There were times when I wonder what it is like to die.
Would it feel like pain? Would it feel like fainting?
Hey look... I'm dead.

They say I'm cold like snow
Here's proof:

Friends?
Roughly 7
All but one sit at the lunch table with me
The boy of course joe
Everyone else are girls
I'll be in my own world while everyone else is
Talking and laughing and I'm
Eating... Listening...
Crystal tries to revive me
Hello?
I looked up
I noticed that the cafeteria got a little quieter
I felt a bunch of eyes stare into my soul
Everyone at my table start staring at me like I appeared out of thin air
Everyone in the cafeteria except for a few tables did
Probably because I did
I looked back down and the cafeteria got loud again
My table still stared at me in awe and they were like
"She looked up!"
"I've never seen her face at that angle in a really long time!"
"***!***!***!***!***!***!***!"
I looked up again
The cafeteria became quiet
I looked down and it became loud again
Crystal playfully poked me
I poked her back harder
The bell rings, we all leave, blah blah blah
I still can't believe everyone did that to me
I can't be center of attention!
I can barely talk to one person at a time!