I don’t think you understand
The anger, the anxiety
That comes
With being a fucking middle schooler
Surrounded by friends who act like scum
With people who make drama
When there is no one who cares
Just to get attention
To how many secrets they share
And with secrets come stupidity
When the person has no responsibility
So anger ensues
In people to listen
To the people who are targets
Of the humiliation
And it hurts even more
And the flames rise higher
When they people who spread rumors
Are the people who don’t like fire
So no, you don’t get
The feeling of organs twisting inside
When your head just gets heavier
Because one person lied
