Trials
Why are they always doing this to me?Making me feel so sick, can't they see?
This always happens, every year,
But yet they don't see me shed my tear.
I don't think they care about me at all,
And here I am, I'll tumble and fall.
I fall to the ground and what do I see?
My friends there all gone, gone without me.
I try not to notice, I pay them no attention,
But yet the air seems to fill with anger and tension.
I now don't know,
If they like me or no.
But I know for a fact,
Actual conversations we're starting to lack,
They'll probably say that everything's fine,
That everything is all in my mind.
But I know for a fact that this time it's not,
So I'll just sit here and I'll write a lot.
I hope that they know they are excluding me,
Cause that's something everyone else can perfectly see.
So will I be alone? How will I know?
Do they all not like me? Why is this so?
Am I too weird, stupid, annoying or loud?
All I know now is that my sky is covered with a cloud.
I'm now a nervous wreck, scared of every little shadow,
I'm terrified that when it comes to myself, I'm small and hollow.
Am I accepted? Am I okay?
I'm worried about yesterday, tomorrow, and today.
But I've told myself from now on I'll be strong,
I won't prove myself wrong.
I'll put everything behind me.
And make the future easier to see.
I won't cover it up with a fog called fear,
I won't fill a river with my tear.
I won't care what they do or say,
And i will keep my eyes on today.
I will stay me, they won't change me at all,
I'll dry my eyes, that's the last time I'll bawl.
I will be okay, trust me they'll see,
Because I will forever remain me.
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