Posts Tagged ‘School’

Be it in class…
Be the joke…

Keep the bullies at bay…
While the insides burn away…
Only to be bandaged back at home…
But raised bumps and scabs take their toll…
Each reminds me of a memory…

So close to making those friends…
40 minutes of making fun…
All at my expense…
Only to see what they really meant…
See them walk away at a pace…
That lets me know my place…
Left with big smile on my face…
Until I turn away…
Just another day…

There lies the punchline…
All they see is this smile…
Not what I feel inside…
How each night I cry…
Bandaged but still in so much pain…
Calling out for someone to care…
How much more of this pain must I bare…?
Hear another knock…
Must be a parent or sibling…
Must maintain some semblance of being fine…
So I smile…

I’ll continue to smile…
As they continue to laugh…
For as long as I can…

Hear that ring…
Another day to feel like this…
Witness these fleeting things…
Flings…fuss…
Cus…stuck…
While all around watch…
Should I go in…

I take a peek…
Notice no seats saved for me…
In fact I can see each seat…
Engraved with a name…
Wondering when I’ll earn that same fame…
A simple Hey!
Over here…
We saved you a seat…

Teacher asks..
Are you going in?
One minute until the bell rings…
I nod…
I smile…
Run away…
Back to my safe space…
Where things are ok…

Where I can at least dream…
Among all these stories…
Hungry for happiness..

Each day I wake up with bare hope…
Hoping to complete one day without being scathed…
Or have the will to bear 8 more hours of pain…
School is Hell…
School is Hell…

Each ring of the bell…
School is Hell…
School is hell…

Each note spells…
School is Hell…
School is Hell…

Spellbound has become time…
Hands refuse to move…
Or they unwind…
To each piercing place and opine…
Make me relive each moment of mine..
Mind by all eyes…

Same look of sigh…
Disdain towards my whole life…
Make me go cry…
Some side locked mines…
Locked up inside…
Banged up by…

My so called friends…
Don’t they hear my cries…?
Or they see that smile…?
Good sport guy…

Pride in being so “kind”.
Use me for dime, dine, and lies…
Behind and in front of me…
These memories…