Hate Yourself For Hating Others

I hear them yell

HEY FAGGOT GET BACK HERE

I can’t help but turn around to face them

This is so reoccuring that it almost seems okay anymore

LOOK HERE, LITTLE GAY BOY IN THE FLESH

I just want them to go away

Why does it matter who I like

Why does it make me so different

AREN’T YOU GONNA SAY SOMETHING HOMO

I see the punches

But I don’t actually feel them

I’m so numb right now that I can’t feel anything

Hate,pain,regret...

I’M DONE WITH THIS QEER

I go home

Cry

I wake up the next day

Cry I go to school and see the same kids

I run to the bathroom, lock the stall

Cry

I hate this hell

Why is this my life

Again I go home...but I don’t cry

I’m numb and can’t get past the fact that everyone hates me

I’m so tired

I only have the energy to walk to the kitchen

Reach for the knife

And then sleep forever.

  

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