by: Sophia vazquez
They call me a freak
Every word against me, my anger rises to the peak.
I felt sorrow, i let out a cry, one or two.
What if something like this happen to you?
You don't see i'm sad
you don't see i'm mad?
I've thought about the things you said..
Instead of feeling guilty, you laugh instead.
I don't know why
maybe because i'm shy?
Maybe because someone or something hurt you?
I don't have a clue.
Netherless, the problem isn't mine.
It's just a waste of time.
I've thought about it further, and now i don't care anymore.
Just leave me alone, it's all i ask for.
You don't know the true me
So what's the point of picking on me, you see?
I don't see myself as a freak
I am unique.
So just leave me be.
You're angry, you're hating
You're jealous of my perfection.
That's all i'll ever see now.