Trashing

Insight into the shunned.

Why do they stare, when I walk by..

they don't know me.

Why do they laugh and snicker...

am I that hideous?

I see the looks and the pointing...

I wish they would stop.

Whispering as all their heads turn towards me...

what have I ever done to them?

They never ask about me....

They just want to stab me in the back.

I sit in the corner as the world goes by...

I do what I have to, to survive.

I said one thing... 

and it was blown out of perportion.

Can't they just let it go?

One more drink...

one more pill.

Maybe then the pain will be less real.

One more hour...

one more day.

Maybe then the end will come.

Tired of betrayal...

tired of the mistrust.

Tired of those I thought were my friends...

slagging me down to anyone who will listen.

Wish they would stop for a second...

and realize they could be the next me.

The one who is laughed...

trashed at by the group.

Ridiculed and treated with disrespect.

You could be the next me.

Sitting in the corner...

Author's Note

I wrote this when I saw how often, people were judged, and it got to me. We are all human, one is not better than the other. Everyone has a story, everyone has feelings and a meaning to just be.