Alone

I have very few friends,
I walk alone in this empty hole,
No one really cares,
They act as if I have no soul.

My family causes me pain,
They make me cry,
All of them hate me,
Why do I even try?

People at school push me,
They say mean things,
The teachers look the other way,
And treat the other kids like kings.

When I'm in public I see kids point,
I hear my peers laugh in their little groups,
I stare at my feet as I pass them,
They trip me and say, "Oops".

To most people I'm just a freak,
But the truth is I'm just me,
Yes I am different,
And one day I will be free.

This battle has made me stronger,
It has made me a better person,
But it has also made me more cautious,
About if things will start to worsen.

My happiness is long gone,
With no trace left,
I fake a smile everyday,
Knowing who is responsible for the theft.

The only thing keeping me sane,
Is my best friend Ali,
I wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for her,
She's more loyal than a border collie.

Hopefully things will get better,
Maybe things will change,
Then I won't have to hide,
But will always be known as strange...