Faking

I'm not what I seem.
Perfect and loving.
On the inside, I'm crying.
Crying out to a voice that refused to answer.
Looking for a dry place to call my home.
I'm shaken and brought down.
Pushed and bullied.
The blood from my mouth stains the pale floor.
Tears drench the floor.
You're worthless, you faggot. they say.
I curl up in a ball scared.
Mother is worried about me.
I lie to her and tell her I'm fine.
Father doesn't care.
But one day, everyone will understand.
That everything's not my fault.