Fragile

Most people get the feeling like if they keep holding things in they will just explode..well I get this feeling on a day to day basis.

Getting off the bus,

Another day just the same,

Bullied.

They came.

They would say harsh words and spread rumors.

Not that it was new.

I was use to this after all.

Half a year,

You learn to live with

~Death requests

~Hurtful conversations that you were meant to overhear

and (I do not want to forget)

~The evil glances

~The laughs when they turn away

~The whispers (that you always knew where about you)

But somehow everyday you seem to grow weaker.

Until one day...

Well you just can't take it.

You lash out and do something stupid,

You know its stupid.

You have done it before

Yet here you go again...

You let your blood flow.