Is life worth living when people put you down?
Is it right to wish that you were already buried underground?
Is it common to see looks of shock when you just want to smile?
Is it ok to have someone look after you once in a while?
I’m only 13 ,and please, this is true,
A warning I issue especially to you.
My mother, is a schizophrenic, my father gone.
A new family has he..he’s the one that can move on.
We live with my grandparents, but they can’t help me.
The beatings I endure come so regularly.
School is no different; good at nothing is me.
“that thing” that’s ignored at each ceremony.
Of my body, I’m ashamed, this fat, disgusting lump.
I just wish sometimes I could rip it all up.
The populars at school always pick on me.
I wish I was like them; they’re all so pretty.
There is nowhere to hide, there is nowhere to run.
I wish there was such a thing as a haven.
My friends deserted me, just a few years ago.
At school they beat me, because of their vow.
I have nothing left in the world that is mine.
My pain covers all like a poison vine.
I’m now in the hospital for he mentally deranged.
My “friends” put me in here because of their rage.
They came over one night, offering cookies,
When really they were spiked with LSD.
Then they pinned me down, me thinking them my friends.
And injected me with 2 needles of heroin.
Before I passed out, into the black pit of pain.
They called the ambulance & the police brigade.
While I was carted away still with a scream & a shout.
They convinced all there I was insane beyond a shadow of a doubt.
So, thinking me insane & a druggie,
They left me here to rot & grow mouldy.
Even my grandparents won’t come to see me now.
There is a way out of this somehow.
A warning I issue to all of you there.
Next time someone angers you, please take care,
that you do not tease or beat or ignore those people out there.
Because even though you think it as harmless fun,
To us, it’s enough to end their lives & be done.
Yours Truly,
Cerated Galaxy.