Shes the one they call sane
But under all the fake smiles
All she really feels is pain
As they say, back in the day
"Theres only so much one person can take
before their beating heart starts to break."
All while strangers stop and stare, unaware
Of what little time her sanity has to spare
She silently battles away her grief
A war that is not ended brief
Slyly tucks her tears in a sheath
Closes her eyes and grits her teeth
Classmates walk passed and laugh
"Why is she so quiet?", they ask
"Because you all pushed me away, I am deemed outcast"
She drinks down pills
To shadow the pain that kills
It is all that she feels
Aside from her blood-stained, scared wrists
From every time she just really had the shits
At every abusive parent
And at everyone that found her transparent
So, there she sits all alone
Back against the alley's brick wall
A lonesome teen runaway
Hoping one day to stand tall...
~The One They Called Sane, by Richelle Phillips
"Everyday for the past 3 years, every lunch break I sit down by myself and eat my lunch. I never talk to anyone. I never try to have friends or fit in. Thats just a dream now. some good souls try to befriend me, but I decline. I'm too used to being alone to ever fit in with anyone. I only have my online friends and family to comfort me. Please. Don't end up like me."