Butterflies

Hey, what a nice day to feel like crap huh? I don't know what's wrong with me. At school I tell everyone everything is fine. Then I get home, get on the laptop, get ridiculed, and lay on my bed feeling like shit. Fuck man. What am I supposed to do? Should I just give up? I need to stop being so close to people...

I tend to bring people joy, relief, a sense of hope, yet I'm always hurting. Why am I like this? Goddamnit. I'm tired of getting pranked and joked on. I don't care if you're just kidding, that's no way to say sorry. It still hurts. It's also hard to ignore what they say. Everyone is different. Not everyone can be the same. Then this world would get boring. There are people that can take shit, and some that can't. Plain and simple. I don't know what's stopping me from just blowing up and slithering into a hole. Just laying there for all eternity. That would be nice. No worry of school, friends, problems, the opposite sex. Yeah, that would be the life.

They don't call it Friday the 13th for nothing.