Mental cuffs strap my brain breaking me even more everyday.

I wonder about my life and where it will go from here for I am full of fear.

I'm only 12 yet I feel only 2 being limited to do as I want.

I go to school in fear wondering what people would say.

I'm a normal kid alone in my mind afraid to say what I believe.

I fear the kids, I fear the teachers, I even fear my parents.

I can't get help I'm too afraid I hide myself from society.

I have no friends because I never talk, it's probably my fault, maybe it's not?

I'm bullied everyday. I try to avoid it but what can I say?

life is miserable, make no mistake. Please help me i'd like to be saved.

I know it may be much to ask but this is the only way.

I write it down and give it to you to read it one of these days.

I cry when I go home, my parents don't know why.

I wonder why they won't comfort me as I lay down to die.

I wear all black hoping it will disguise myself.

The mean kids all say I'm mental and freakish.

The nice kids give no care to me they leaving me alone.

Mentally and physically, I'm being bullied no reason at all.

In my head I say mean things I probably shouldn't towards them.

I don't know what to do, I try but nothing can come through.

I hold my breath on the bus ride to school.

The bus driver is kind, but won't give me a second look.

She knows that I sit in front of the bus for a reason, but all the kids have assigned seats in front.

I'm forced to sit in the back she isn't knowing she can't hear what goes on back there.

I get off the bus almost crying. I can say nothing.. I go home and it gets worse.

I'm forgotten. I'm not there.

My parents don't love me as much as they should, but at least I know i'm loved by them.

I have no one to talk to that I know won't judge me.

When I get home my mom and dad are not there.

They both come home around 10:00, they tired and weak.

They say Goodnight to me, give me one kiss, and go to sleep.

I say nothing back to them what so ever.

I feel bad about myself. I'm just a body, nothing else.

I get along with the voices inside my head, there the only thing that comforts me.

They are my only friends, I wish I had more.

I'm alone in this world and I always will be.

I can't do anything, life is bad for me.

I had lived with this like always.

I can't seem to shake it away.

Living with this is terror.

This is why I live no more...