Have you ever been proud of being hated?
caring about that seems overrated
at least, when you hate the person back
this one is not a poem this is just something i need to get out
in my school, I'm classified as a freak, and i don't care
hell, I'm even proud
i don't like to follow the crowed and they don't understand me anyway
people used to just call me bad names or gossip about me, but today, today they got to me, i thought they couldn't do it, that my skin couldn't be penetrated by kids like them
this one kid, hes always getting in trouble and people like him for it, except the smart kids, cause we just find it annoying, but he, and the rest of my school, don't get people like me, so they usually tease me and ignore me, but other than that they leave me alone, cause they're afraid, everyone is afraid of what they do not understand, but i got sick and i was going to my locker to get my stuff to go home, and this b****** trips me! he knows nothing about me, but hey shes the weird girl shes a freak, no one will care if we knock her around, right? wrong. i stood up and i was gonna punch him, but you don't just stand up and punch someone, they'll see it coming(Ive been in many fights)so i said some stuff as i pulled my hand back, low, but then, i was gonna puke, so i ran, and they laughed...they laughed, i couldn't believe it! i mean hey lets beat on the girl who cant do anything back right? i hate them all.
