#no help

I know the looks of judgment..
When you stay inside when it’s sunny
And go outside when it storms.
You want to fit in and be normal
But that’s not you, you’re torn.
You’re not the average teenager
You’ve been through hell and back.
There are a lot of others like you
Just waiting for the world to attack.
“They” read your writings and ask
“Golly, why are these so dark? ”
You look at then and giggle.
“ where in the hell do I start ”
You humor them and tell your story
About all of the pain you’ve endured.
They look at you with “sympathy”.
“Oh, we can get you help, I’m sure ”
Once again you giggle,
For you know that that’s not true.
The only thing that will help
Is killing all of you.

Sorry, the voices took over..
I’m kidding!
That’s not what they really said.

-Brittany Bonar