ALL MY FRIENDS ARE COOL I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO IS NOT THEY ALL GOT COOL STUFF I DO NOT HAVE THEY ALL SAY I AM ANNOYING BUT THERE SOMETHING THEY PROBABLY DO NOT KNOW THAT I DO AND THAT IS FEELINGS THEY JUST SAY STUFF THAT HURTS ME IN MA HEART BUT THEY JUST DO NOT CARE THERE ALL LIKE THAT AND THAT IS WAS JUST HURTS ME TO KNOW THAT THEY DO NOT CARE ABOUT ME AND I THINK TO MYSELF WHAT IF I DIE I GUESS THEY WILL ALL BE HAPPY BUT THERE IS NOBODY WHO CARES WHEN I GO OUTSIDE WE JOKE AROUND BUT SOMETIMES IT IS NOT A JOKE TO ME WHAT THEY SAY WHEN I CRY I FEEL LIKE KILLING MYSELF BECAUSE OF ALL THE PAIN INSIDE I CALL THEM TO TELL THEM THIS POEM BUT THEY ALL SAY I WILL CALL YOU BACK LATER BUT THEY DO NOT BECAUSE WHAT THEY SAY ARE LIES.
