As I walk down the long crowded hallway,

I look around in fear,

hoping that no one will look at me and stare,

as I walk down the long crowded hallway,

my heart starts to pound,

are they talking about me or is that just a sound,

fear and tears soon cover my face,

why do people like to feel this way?

To bring down another person,

and not even care,

do you not see these tears on my face,

I can't even bare,

now I'm sitting in a corner looking around in stare,

Goodbye world,

goodbye life,

the end is now, goodbye.