Nobody
Louise B
Every day I feel like a nobody.
Life is just torture.
Nobody will know me at all.
School is like walking into a fiery pit.
It burns me
‘Till I’m scarred and decaying.
No matter what I do
I will always be a nobody.
Unknown to the outside world.
They walk the halls as if I’m not there.
To them, I am a nobody.
I have no friends.
I’m invisible to them.
They fill the halls with laughter,
I fill it with sadness and longing.
They are a group.
I am alone.
They make fun of me.
I say nothing.
Do they know I long to be like them?
Carefree and laughing as though nothing’s wrong.
I dream to be like them.
Everybody likes them. They’re just popular.
Nobody likes me, not even myself.
I have forced myself every day to go
But I’m not going to go anymore.
They might not know me, but I do.
I am alone and useless.
Cold and helpless. Unknown.
I may not have come to terms with myself,
But I finally understand this.
I know what I am.
I am a nobody.
I could disappear.
Nobody would come looking for me.
Nobody, cause
I am a nobody.
And that’s not going to change.