- I go through the echoing halls of education, not to learn, but to be ridiculed. No one will stand up for me. They don't care. I am a hopeless case in society. They think that if you mind your own business, the demons in human flesh will leave you alone. They're wrong. Lesbian! Emo! Go cut yourself! I hear this countless times day in and day out. No one understands the pain and suffering I go through. In the end, it seems that deafening music only heals my pain. At least for one more night anyway. For it seems I can't go a day without crying myself to sleep. No amount of therapy can help. I don't want to be here, and neither do they. The only friends in my life. They are the people I trust. Not my mom, nor my dad. Just my friends. They hold even more darker secrets than my parents could even dream of. So for now, I'll just pretend to listen. Pretend to live my life happily. But the names will never go away. Emo! Goth! Lesbian! I am tainted and no one can help me.
- by Xsakura_sasuke_loverX |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 09/20/2009 |
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- Title: Life is Like a Play
- Artist: Xsakura_sasuke_loverX
- Description: just thought of this....
- Date: 09/20/2009
- Tags: life play
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Achikan - 10/05/2009
- I understand your angle, I've been there. But there are people who can help you, should you seek it. It sounds you have good friends, but in the end, sadness is just an emotion to make life interesting. If they call you those names, give them a middle finger and keep walking. If they don't like you for you, ******** 'em. Yeah after awhile it does get to you, but the one thing that humans can do is change.
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- steve fox kerect - 09/20/2009
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i rate you 5 stars ,you must rate me 5 stars too my name
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