Things change, people leave, and monsters exist.

Three things that I believe on a daily basis. 

First, Monsters do exist. I pass them in the hall everyday,

there words tearing me away. They spit on me about things they'll never understand

they weren't the ones under those hands. My uncle was the first and sadly he wasn't the worst.

my siblings came next a blur of things we thought we never were, lastly he came, the one you decide to kick and shame me over.

you sing your songs as I cry and wonder where I belong.

how can kids so cruel manage to smile and try to act cool? 

Shifting, that what I am.

i am shifting from here to there to escape your captivating glare. 

Why must you stare? Why must you look at me with a disgusted sneer?

I promise when I say people leave, my mother did and she was all I ever needed,

my father was never really near his eyes bloodshot as he just sat there.

Things never stay the same, I learned that on a cold winter day.

The bus whee3ls spinned and so did my head, to be the same? I was already dead.

Coming to school proved to be a challenge because I couldn't take the malice.

so go ahead and sing your songs, because at my funeral, I'll already be gone