I Dont Get It Poem by Amy Toebes

Here I sit in a place i cannot bare.
I feel them looking, I feel them stare

I know they hate me, but do I care
They haunt me and taunt me

I cannot escape this time
Being different is my crime

Here I sit in a place i cannot bare
I feel them looking, I feel them stare.

They make me want to scream
My lifes like a horrific dream

And all i want is to be awake
If this is my life, I better End it For Their Sake.

I hear them whisper I`m better of dead.
And these thoughts go around in my head.

Goodbye