I'm tired of feeling expired to the entire outer ring of society I'm treated like shit by the kids in my every day pit of hell because I've tried this world it has denied me of being real I feel as if I'm useless I have no purpose other than to be fed off of by the mean and cruel side of a two faced man now I'm afraid to be me at school of no peace ever day is a new day but i feel like a CD playing on repeat sorry to sound like a broken record but my days all seem to be the same for me go to school come home well something like that I'm treated in a way that sometimes makes me believe that I am what they say I am Fat, ugly, and rude and they don't have the slightest clue of who i am I am nothing like that I do have my days where nothing seems to be played by the rules of the game dragging my feet but still strong though the hell and back I've been through still is there from when I got burned by the flame I'm with the crud of others problems against me but i don't fight back I just let them attack and hurt me again and again They don't understand that hurt people hurt people I'm sorry for that but its not my fault I try to amend but the shame and sorrow comes over me like a kite in a hurricane I am blown away and into empty space ignored and unheard maybe it is all in my head the things i thought that were said sorry for my presence I say shaking my head in shame I know I'm something worthy of being here no matter what name i get called im here to be here in this world to be alone or to be with someone Bullies are what make us outcasts the way we are they are hurting inside i don't understand the reason why they take it out on me or other beings in this world we are becoming a drunk society of hate and very little understanding of our brains and why we act this way I'm in a place of displacement but I don't belong here anyways I want to be in a place where peace is made now I'm rambling on im done but whatever im done with the Jerks of being fed off of for the fun of it I feel as every day is just like a scratch that is going to scar the day is always being picked at whether it is fighting with fists or simply getting pissed over being called a bitch your best friend who has always been there for you turns way and you get burned by the reaction the poison you take in the days you barely deal with the pain today is my day to make a difference.