This is just my take on how everyone (sometimes me) thinks my problems are bullshit. According to people I know, I get everything I want and I live a "perfect" life. Nope. They don't know me and they don't know what I've been through. And I guess I'm just sick of everyone telling me that my issues are fake.
This was the second poem that I wrote, ever. I was so moved by it when I read it over. It was like... I didn't know that I could have written it. Well, this was 'inspired' or rather provoked into existance because of the preps at my school who make fun of me. I wrote this in sixth grade.
