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.