And I remember.. When they all laughed at me, calling me hateful names. Their words stung as I bit down.. Hard against my tears. And i remember holding my head down, afraid to be seen, hoping not to be noticed just Waiting for school to be out. I remember.. Being ashamed, alone, torn and ripped apart. Never feeling comfortable walking in late, their eyes pierced through me taking dead aim. Breathe deeper, stare at the ground, stay strong... And I remember how I cried at night, creating alter-egos, letting my imagination get the best of me.. I remember thinking about ending it all... The heartache, the stares, the names calling, the pain....the feeling of not really being here....yes I remember it all..
Yes, I remember
June 29, 2012