Mocking

Laughter fills the air.

All eyes on me.

My eyes well up with tears.

People laugh cuz I'm a failure.

Cuz I'm fucked up on so many levels.

Cuz I'm bisexual.

Fingers point and voices mock me.

I run but they follow me.

Taunting mercilessley.

I wish I was invisible

That I didn't exist.

This poem is about: 
Me

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