How come every time I reach into the sky, I find nothing?
I reach into the sky searching for something, and I all I get is a starless night.
I realized that no matter how hard I try, it will never be enough.
I will always be inferior.
To you.
I hate that.
I hate how you are better than me in everything.
I hate how the school values you more than me.
I hate it all.
I hate it when you are not around.
I hate it when you are around.
I hate it when I have to scream to get your attention.
I hate it when I cry because you try and make things better, and it only makes it worse.
I hate how I am a second class student.
I hate how my best is not enough.
I hate how I am challenging myself and struggling and taking the hard path while others take the easy path and are shining and brilliant.
Where are the rewards?
I hate how I am alone.
I hate how my dreams never come true.
I hate how everyone lies to me.
I hate how everyone rapes me.
I hate how I am bleeding inside.
I hate how emo I am acting.
All I want is to be protected.
Someone protect me
Someone save me from myself
Someone hold me and tell me everything is ok.
Tell me I am not flawed.
Tell me I can do this.
Please.
Save me from this starless night and cloudy world I live in.
