Beautiful Skies

7th period, it seems to last for so long
And by this time of day, I'm not feeling so strong
The fatigue that keeps building up through the day
The ache in my side that will not stay away

This place, these people, breaking me
The end, release seems out of reach
This burning pain that ignites this Hell
The blistering heat that makes the sting swell

But emptiness, it is a break
From anger that won't sit and wait
From people that have left me alone
From hatred that has grown and grown

I've been crushed by insecurity
And lies and stress and self pity
But lie is in the word believe
And dying is a lie relieved

I'm sad and lost, confused and fucked
My thought, a storm unbound to run amuck
But I've seen beautiful skies be grey
So I hope you have an awful day.