They'll Know How I Feel

No one understands.
No one gets it.
I’m left crying.
I’m left feeling misunderstood.
They yell.
They scream.
They say I’m stupid.
They say I’m fat.
They laugh.
They mock.
I want it to be over.
I sit,
And I cry.
They make it out to be a joke.
But am I laughing?
No.
This isn’t a laughing matter.
But one day they’ll pay.
One day,
I’ll laugh at them,
And they’ll know how I feel.