You can't wait till school is over.
The hell is over, but it drags on.
It never seems to end.
And you left to be tormented by people you once called friends or maybe just strangers.
Who hate you for an unknown reason.
What did you do to them? What did I do to deserve this?
Are the questions that run through your head.
As your ambushed by there words. That you slowly come to believe.
Then come the hits and kicks.
Both hurt like hell and you just want it to end.
When it's finally over you lay there in pain.
Not wanting to show them the tears of pain rolling down your face.
You finally get up as your body aches in pain but attempt to hide the tears.
Glad to be out of one hell.
But sad to go to another.

My own