My alarm went off so I threw it across the room
When she hit the wall her head went ka-boom
I got out of bed and picked out my clothes
I stole them from hot- topic but nobody knows
I got in the shower ran the water through my hair
As I stood their alone, I watched everyone stare
When I got out, I patted myself dry
And noticed all the scars I would again have to hide
I changed and walked from the stairs to the kitchen
As I was still yelling I noticed no one would listen
I got in the car and drove to my classes
Of course I was late so I got proper passes
As I stepped in the room I felt every eye
I knew all there wanted me to die
Classes were long and I couldn’t wait
To make it –complete – to the end of the day
I ran from my class to my car with great speed
I was still hit with the things they were throwing at me
As I moped up the stares simply wanting to die
I fell on the floor in my room and I cried
I feel like nothing like nobody cares
I can no longer handle the punches and stares
I don’t pity the people whose eyes were all red
Because the next time they saw me I was cold and dead
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