F School
walking through the damn halls
fighting back tears
seeing the b*****s who kicked me out of the cool friend group
seeing the boys who ghosted the s**t out of me and left me crying
fighting back tears
skipping class to release my tears
within the safety of a bathroom stall
yet surrounded by the girls i fear
the perfect girls
the pretty girls
the smart girls
the popular girls
who make you feel like the ugliest piece of s**t when you are near them
who stare at you with a judgmental look
who make you want to run to the bathroom stall
to release my tears
and then continue the day
fighting back tears
and then repeating this cycle
every. single. f*****g. day.
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