Days Until Hell. Poem by Always Dream

When does it stop?
My mind gets foggy at the thought.
I can't sleep.
I cant think.
And sometimes, I cant even blink.
When I think about school, and all the hate,
they talk about me with out debate
I know they all hate me,
The teachers cant stand me.
They think I cause the drama,
But yet they don't quite understand its about me.
I have never spread a rumour, and I deal with things on my own.
But when the words of my best friend made me hate me.
I really should have known.
She had turned he back on me, told lies, things I never really said.
But just after a week she had the whole school,
Wishing I was dead.
I Never shed a tear,
but I was living in fear.
I hoped that things would clear.
But the never did.
Yet I never glared,
I never spat out hate, I stayed strong.
I was friendless, and unwanted
I even talked to clever-bot
But for helpful list that was a not.
I had dreams of Having real friends.
Not ones that fed the fire.
I felt like a friend you hire,
to hear them talk when they needed it,
yet they were never there to listen to me.
The one friend I thought I had.
Really was as bad.
Every time I told him things,
He never really cared.
To him it was just 'drama' but he wasn't really listening.
So that made me feel worthless.
Everything was just a mess,
How was I to deal with this?
I have more years to find out.
Now I'm going back to school.
Both schools I'm my area hate me.
The days are turning into 4.
And when they hit 0, it will feel like I live no more.
For every grade that hates me, will be taught in the same class.