Back in middle school I was happy,
with not a care at all.
I was always with my friends,
I never seemed to fall.
Not until I reached high school,
did everything begin to get bad.
I began to have feeling,
that I have never had.
These kids that were my friend,
have begun to betray me,
They decided to become my bully.
Why can't they see?
They made me cry.
They made me hate myself.
They made me decide,
that I wanna be someone else.
I don't think anyone realized,
that I had a good life,
but when I reached high school,
all I could do is fight.
Fight to stay alive,
in this place I call hell.
I am stuck in a prison.
This highschool is my cell.
©noah_law18
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