Since when is it fair
To push every one around without a care?
So what if we're different
That just makes us unique
What's wrong with being ourselves
And avoiding the absolute rules of society?
We are attacked for being different
Being the outcasts that no one else needed or even wanted
So what?!
You see that boy over there sitting in his own private corner?
You say he's just a loner who should be careful of who he even looks at
But no!
He is a wonderful person who is just waiting for his chance to shine
But that will probably never happen...
He has anxiety that borders on paranoia
Every single time you get near him you cause him to suffer even more
He only has so many breathes left until he cracks
And then you'll get your end result
But you won't like it....
You'll be filled with regret so intense you'll be blinded by its insanity
Will a good laugh really be worth it?
What about that girl over there?
You know that quiet one
Who always reads a book every chance she gets
What about her?
Have you ever thought that maybe there's a reason she wears long sleeves?
Ugly.
Nerd.
Stupid.
Slut.
Retard.
These are the only things she hears from you each day
These words are small and insignificant
But they are still pushing her past her breaking point and past the brink of insanity
You may laugh now but soon you won't be
Because what you didn't know
Is how she was debating whether or not to blow her brains out with the gun she had hidden away in her dresser drawer
To be or not to be,
Which one shall be me
She sings to herself softly
That's when she finally decides....
She ever so slowly picks up the gun and pulls the trigger
Yet another death is then caused by you
How does it feel to kill people you don't even know?
You may not have any regrets now
But you will soon!
You know your best friend?
The one from the foreign country?
Yeah him!
Because of all those racist jokes you say Every day
He has to now live in shame
He jokes right along with you with fear-filled eyes
But of course you'd never know
About the shameful way he can't look into his dying grandmother's eyes
Because she doesn't speak English and just a mere 2 hours earlier
You both were saying how much you hated people who can't speak the superior language that you speak!
I hope you feel good about yourself!
I really do
Because who else but you can cause so much shame and tears in the lives of so many?!?!
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/6488121-288-k063004.jpg)
YOU ARE READING
The Reject Chronicles
PoetryA series of poems that pop into my twisted mind. This is the 2nd installment of The Friendship Chronicles!