I am nothing.I am scum.

I am stupid. I am ignorant.

And be sure to remind me how much you despise the fact that I walk this earth, breathing.

I am a person, but be sure to ignore what is me

I am kind.

I am smart.

I am a loving daughter and sister.

I am a dependable person.

but still you acknowledge what you see on the surface

Glasses on a chubby face, a girl with no style

Everday I walk the halls stared upon with disdain.

Though it may be fun to rule from your imaginary throne

To have someone ridicule and judge

It’s will be the death of me.

You return home feeling strong

thinking, "I didn't do anything wrong."

Dare I cry in front of you,

 I go home with a tear-stained face.

My mother and father stare with facades to hide their heart-broken sorrow

wondering if their daughter will make it until tomorrow

It's all too much to take 

the words that I wish to be fake

"You're fat!" You're ugly!" "You don't desreve to live!"

It all too much to take.

So, 1 pill, 2 pill, 3 pill, 4 

blood stains and razors on the bathroom floor.

I hope you know that you could have stopped me

I hope you know that I am gone all because you were mean

Who pulled that trigger?

I did.

But the real question is who pushed the gun to my head? 

You did.

Take time to not grow blind to the pain that words entail.

You must take the time

To not grow blind behind your raging mind

That the victim of your trivial aggression

Could be a loving father of three

Or a nineteen-year-old girl struggling with depression.

In this uniform, what do you see?

A friend, a sister, a writer, a daughter?

Or a fast food employee?

Am I still a person to you?

I should be.