Life is a Dance

You say you see my face and how I feel
You say you know me well
What you believe is my joyful face
Is really a mask I’ve worn everyday

School is a masquerade ball
No one is who they seem
We all wear masks,
Only the brave show who they are
In return for their bravery
Comes ridicule and righteous judgement

When I removed my mask
Now seems long ago
I was rejected on site
This world did not accept me
What did I do to deserve this?
Why do I have to stand alone?

I dance a dance alone.
Was once easy
But each lonely step is harder
Will I make it to the end of this dance?

The pushing the pulling
The words, the lies
The whispers I hear till I sleep
The people that thought it was funny
The apologies I’ll never hear

I hear the voices whisper
Hitting my heart with each blade strike
Battles of hurtful words haunt inside.
Will there be an end to this awful dance?

The reasons to keep trying, are gone
Sucked out dry
By the people that thought they were better
The people that thought my horror was hilarious
By the people that are to arrogant to see, I was dying
Bystanders that wanted a show, or to scared to help

My life is slipping throw my fingers
Or is that just me letting go?
Do I care if I die?
Why should I return to school?
Nothing will change if I talk to someone
Nothing will heal, Life is worse then death

Why life, when I can have ever lasting sleep
The whispers will stop,
The words will disappear
The bruises won’t multiply

But is death the only answer to make it stop?

Poem by Ryuzaki

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