Just another weight on my shoulders.

Em--
I heard you in math, and I heard your friends too. I heard every single thing you said. You didn't think I heard you, you thought I was off in my own little world, working on the problem.
But I wasn't.
I was just pretending.
I heard my name spoken by your stupid friends voice, and I automatically picked up my listening and I pretended to work.
And yes, I heard every single thing you and your little posse said.
Kayla-- Why did you say that? Sophia is dating Julian!"
Em-- Why did you say this? "Ew, why the hell does Julian like Sophia? Her hair is all poofy and red... ha, she's so ugly.
And why the hell did you laugh.

I wish you knew how low my self esteem is.
I wish you knew that I hate everything that I am.
I wish you knew that I want to be somebody else; that I would give anything to not look "gingery" and "poofy" and "ugly"
If you knew all of that, do you think you would have called me those things?
I don't think you would have.
But then again, you love to kick me down.
You love to absolutely kill me, you just want to make me weaker and weaker until I'm nothing but a dead girl in a grave.

I hate you.