I slowly get ready for Hell
Same routine, different morning
And as I walk out of room
I’m silently mourning
That no matter how much I hope
No matter what I do or say
]I still have to go to school
For another day.

Little bullies meet me
They all want to play
They shove me, hit me
And I just wish they’d go away.
The daily torment continues
And nobody tries to make it stop
The bell rings, it’s time for class
And I fall to the floor with a plop.

Hair pulled, names called
That and so much more
The day’s not even half over yet
As I slide down my locker to the floor.
So much has happened
In such a short time
Why can’t they just go away
Or leave me alone one time?

Tears fight inside my eyes
They just want to be let out
To show my anger and frustration
I really just want to scream and shout.
But my pain is ignored
And tears are never shed
I hide my cuts with a smile
So no one knows I wish I was dead.

The bell tolls three
I finally get to leave
But not before they meet me
With more torment for me to receive.
I’m tired of the drama and the hurt
I wish it’d all go away
But it’s always there
And will be there the next day.