By – DigiFreak103

A/N – This is a poem I wrote on the bus from school…I was bored so there's the reason I wrote it. It's once again corny but…yeah…

When I walk up the stairs,

I feel that no one cares,

For they walk past me as if I'm nothing,

Till the fat lady sings,

Which is never because she's not real,

And it will take me a while before I heal,

I walk into the classroom,

With my face down in sorrow in gloom,

The teacher stares,

Thinking how she can care,

But all she does is fear me,

Of my possession of pure insanity.

Knowing that I'll lose it all,

They see me rise and fall,

Not noticing the signal I call.