The Hammering Fellow
The crackle of iron pounding against my chest
Pain throbbing
My eyes blinded by embarrassment
My ears being nailed down by taunts
A deafness I hopelessly sought for
My wounds visible on my heart
However, invisible to others
Two-faced fellows
Schadenfreude!
Why must they exist?
My life, a nightmare
Why must I attend school?
A place for my suffering
Where time travels as slowly as possible
Not only a birthplace for wisdom
Also birthplace for depression
Feel my pain
Have mercy
Why must I suffer?
Have I no hope?
If only ignorance truly were bliss
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