I still haven’t moved on from that fight between me and a bunch of fake friends.
The pain in my head just makes everything worse.
Half-heartedly, I tried my best to look strong. But to no success.
Under the rain, I would be weeping as I kept thinking about it.
Rather than having a fun young life, I refused to do so. I am always at home.
The atmosphere between me and those backstabbers will be awkward on school days.
Sadly, I can’t avoid it as we are in the same class.
Now what do I feel? Put all the initials of every paragraph together.
IT HURTS