I don't think you notice how easily you make me cry.
When I confront you about it, you just lie.
"I didn't say anything, it was him!"
I am just about to ready to give in.
When you push my books down,
Behind my hair grows a frown.
I pick them up like I don't care.
As tears from behind this hair.
I just don't now anymore,
You come up to me in the hallway and push me to the floor.
I can't stand you and what you do.
I overhear my friend ask why you do what you do
You just laugh again,, "She is stupid and fun too."
Your friend laughs, "And what people say, she is a lesbo"
I just want you to go.
I wonder why me?
As the next bell rings,
I run to my next class before I am late.
You come up behind and push me,
I get up and more along
Just alittle slower,
Look at my class door,
"Why should I even go?"
I shame my head and go in,
Smiling like nothings wrong,
Living my lifelong con,
But I look over at my best friend.
She doesn't smile back cause in the end,
You always see my heartbroken tears
In my eyes,
From the hidden tears.
