Teased by the popular all my life

Pushed around like a shopping cart

Feeling used day after day like a used knife

Then thrown away like an old school chart

In the back of my head, I wish they never existed

Calm on the outside, mentally insane on the inside

Thinking so hard: DROP DEAD!!

Nothing in my sick head will ever hide

Returning to school the next day to get more of the worst

Lifeless bodies laying everywhere

Grinning evily thinking: It’s finally happened, where’s the hearst?!

Fire rising and blazing in the air

All but one is still standing

Thoughts wondering that I was the only survivor

That person….is my twin?!?