Blue
I’m lonely.
I’m fragile.
I’m sitting here absent-mindedly.
All my feelings I compile.
You ignore me.
You laugh.
You see right through me.
I crash.
I go home to emptiness.
Your voice rings through my ears.
You don’t understand the feelings of worthlessness
That brings me to tears.
I know you think it is all fun and games.
You encourage your friends to join you
In calling me names.
You make me feel blue.
I’m scared.
I’m exhausted.
I’m laying here wishing that you would have cared,
But your actions only assisted.
You are unconcerned.
You sit with your friends.
You live a life unburned.
I live to see the end.
I do not go home to emptiness.
Your voice was the last one ringing in my ears.
You will never understand the feelings of worthlessness
That you caused for years.
I know you thought it was all fun and games.
You encourage all your friends to join you
In dressing the same.
You all wear black in memory of the girl you turned blue.
I’m gone.
I’m wasted away
From this dome.
I don’t have to endure you another day.
You weep.
You stay away
From the feelings that cut you so deep.
I do not have to endure you another day.
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