Written at 14 years old
(about bullies and stereotypes)
At your right to have fun
Just the wrong side of the tracks
Over the rails
Except the words travel
Faster than the speed of light
I'm right behind you
I called you sadistic
Thats what you are
A person having fun while torturing
A soul making it suffer as it weeps
Over the clouds surrounding the heart
The mind darkness has over come the human
Feeling suicidal
You don't know what your doing
What its like
Or how it feels to be your own best friend
We're always on the outside looking in
Wishing for friends
At home all the time alone and bored
Sick and tired of all the time we sit wasting
While we weep do whatever, comfort eat
Imagine the death falls
You don't know how it feels