It Doesn't Hurt

There are reasons I hide from the world
People say I'm just a depressed freak
I say I'm a angel with broken wings, all curled
And it's only love and acceptance I seek.

But when it comes my time to try
I can't even lift my head
I hide behind my hair, can't see through my eyes
People laugh, they wish me dead.

It hurts alot, and these people I hate
I've been stuck with them for so long
I'll admit that I'm maturing a little late
But how in hell is that so wrong?

I watch these people from behind my hair
Laughing, pointing, judging me...
If I died they wouldn't even care
Simply because they laugh at my misery.

I wish these peoople dead sometimes
But my mind can't handle violence
I can't think of killing someone without wanting to cry
So I simply keep to my silence.

And if anyone torments me, I smile it away
Pretending it doesn't hurt
Have them throw their words in my face
Make me feel like I'm worthless as dirt

And I just stand there and take it, I don't know why
I wish they'd all just disappear
Go home every night, I collapse and I cry
But in my quietness where no one can hear.

Forget this.