Sitting in the Corner

this describes my life from 6-10 grade. people who were picked can releat

That's you
Striking me
That's you
Beating me
That's you
Can't you see?
That's you
Killing me

Why must you
Look down on me?
Why can't you
See we are equaly
The same
Let me be free

Faceless
You are
Creating all
My Scars

Asking you
Why me?
Am I targeted
That easily?

I'm scarred
For life
You can't
See my sight

I'm going to
Fight back
I want my
Life back

Rejected
Again
Lack their
Of my friends

Where are my friends?
I'm Beaten down
Where are my friends?
My face is down

I know
I can not hide
I wonder
What it's like to die
I fear
You will try

That's me
Sitting in the corner
That's me
Not able to be any lonier
That's me
Not going any longer