Recognise Them? Poem by charlotte harris

i want to stab it
You tread on eggshells
how silly you look in the corner all alone
why are you being a freak
don't you miss being happy. 
you're fragile, clearly
because you're not smiling 
it looks pathetic and fake
control yourself
and beg for sympathy
and realy you're a silly little girl
you cant talk about the things that we do
so why not leave like she did
you're face looks like it's seen a shotgun
you'd probably cry for a week 
we are not laughing with you
but i think it's way too late now
This person i don't like
and i'm scared i'll tear it all apart. 
But why must you be under a constant dark cloud
but i have no idea how to say things otherwise. 
Recognise them?