Life or Hell?

All my life I have been hurt by everyone I love,

I try and try not to cry in front of them so I run off and hide.

They talk behind my back and it hurts so bad,

All they do is laugh and cheer while they see their words stab me again and again.



As they sit there and smile, I feel hurt and betrayal.

My blood stops while the wounds heal,

But, I still feel those rasher sharp words that have left all of the scares.

All I can do is wonder is this Life or Hell?