Help me from me

I sleep during class
Cause I don't get any at home.
You ask why I don't eat
And i respond 'I already did'
'Why won't you eat with me?'
Is all that you can ask
And it hurts to hear your voice like that.

I just can't stand it
My father hates me
My mother disowns me
Just because I'm not their picture perfect son.
I'm awake all night thinking of ways to escape
From my own hell of a life.

Many time I tried in so many ways
But they always find out
And pull me back to life and start over again.
I came close once, but of course it failed
That was with friends though.

They love me too much to let me go
Maybe that's why I'm still here
My comrades are always by my side.
Never leave even in the darkest of times
They make me feel like I am actually worth something.

Every night I go home and ask myself
'Why am I still here when they don't want me.'
Then I remember 'I have no where to go.'
I'm still stuck in this hell called home
My safe place is not home but it lies in
Myself and my friends plus everyone else that sees me
For who I really am.

Author's Note

One of my darker sides let me know what you get from it.