This is a letter to you,

the ones who always put me down.

You're my inspiration, congrats!

Maybe this will reach you before I'm in the ground.

See you called me out today;

right in front of the entire room.

You claimed I lacked motivation,

you humiliated me in front of everyone I knew.

I guess you missed that under my smile,

I was holding back tears.

And while you continued to talk and joke,

the demons in my mind voiced to the many jeers.

Becuase bloody freaking hells,

you were so right.

I lack all the motivation in the world,

but for reasons so far from your sight.

See, you don't know what is in my mind,

it's not like you ever bother to ask.

But don't you dare assume you know me,

you have no idea what is hidden under this mask.

And this letter is also to you,

that cool kid who called me insecure.

Who claimed that I isolated myself,

because I'm weird and antisocial.

And I want to scream right now,

because you're so bloody right.

But see, it's not the talking that I fear,

it's the demons that speak from the depths of my mind.

And this is written to you,

the ones who noticed all my hidden pain.

Yet chose to close your eyes,

the ones who chose to look away.

That probably hurt the most,

cause I don't understand why you pretend not to know.

That these scars on my arm?

They're wrought by my own angered blows.

But go ahead,

please continue to agree and laugh.

What, those scratches?

oh nothing, they're just from the cat.

Finally, this one is to you,

my coach, my teachers, my closest friends.

I don't hate you,

I just feel the need to vent this.

You saw my pain,

you saw through my lies.

Most of you turned away,

one of you held me while I cried.

The rest of you talked behind my back,

my coach-- you interrogated me in front of everyone.

My teachers, you gave me weird looks.

My closest friend? You walked away, completely done.

So this is a letter to all of you,

those who doubted, those who jeered, those who saw.

These words are inspired by you,

and I'm honestly reaching my last straw.

Because deep down I know,

that I'm not going to be here one day.

So I'm not going to let your actions bring me down,

but this was just something I had to say.