Middle schoolA Poem by RadacachTrue story...middle school was a hard time for me
Middle school
Everyday I hated life Just get me through today Maybe no one will notice me Maybe no one will notice that before school I cried I cried because of them They locked me in closets Called me gay Made jokes at my dispense They say that they were joking No harm done But little did they know that I cried myself to sleep every night Because I was so scared that it could be true So I showed them I dated every girl I could got to double digits before I knew it but still they called me gay Soon girls were just a number Just a object that I could build myself higher on I tell my parents all of this and there response is that these kids are just jealous of you Kevin I wish that was true But what is there to be jealous about Girls turned to objects in a second They were there to build me higher right? To somehow give me the respect I wanted I used them for my own gain But what did it gain me Bur more name calling Manwhore S**t Told I couldn't keep a girlfriend More jokes at my dispense And somehow I was still called gay I still cried those names Hurt too These girls are getting me no where But I keep going farther with them Started bragging about how cool I was But in a moment I could be brought down by 3 words You are gay Those words pump through my heart so fast My anger rages Till a kid said it one day and I broke I punched him in the face The power I felt I threw another one Sitting at my desk feeling that glory but for what? I get a call to the office I get blamed for bulling the kid I try to say no But the words won't come out I turn back to girls to hide my pain To hide my sorrow Maybe someday girls won't just be a number... © 2013 RadacachFeatured Review
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