You feel their eyes trying to pry out your secrets.
Hear them silently laughing at you.
Your breathing rapids as you run to get away from them.
Vision blurrs as you seclude yourself in your room.
What a horrible moment you think.
But it happens repeatedly.
Over, and over, and over, and OVER, AND OVER, AND OVER AGIAN!
Wherever you go,
You feel them staring at you.
You hide yourself in your jacket to cover up the shame.
Even in the summer, you wear the jacket to hide yourself.
Hear them screaming your name,
Calling you out amongst the crowds.
Finally they seem to corner you, staring at you,
Making you feel bad.
You stand up from your fetal position.
But they punish you for being outspoken.
So you crawl back into your hole.
Screaming, screaming, screaming.
The voices echo.
Again you stand up,
Let your voice be heard.
You start to sing.
No longer tortured by their ever mocking words,
You have conquered the Sad.
Now time for me to do the same.