When I walk through the halls
I feel eyes on me,
when in reality
no one is looking.
When I walk through the halls
I hear people laughing at me,
when no one is.
When I walk through the halls
I say hi to my 'friends'
but for some reason,
no one replies.
YOU ARE READING
*Deep Thoughts*
Poetryhi. this book is dedicated to my best friend Alex. stay cool.
