Fears are not going

I don’t want to leave

I don’t want to leave this bed

I don’t want to leave this door

I know what’s outdoors.

Tears falling

All devises disappearing

What I hide

It is meant to be inside.

Anxiousness takes over my soul

Going to sleep

I may even wet myself.

Every time I see my screen

I always see this message

“You smell you smell”

Or even “I hate you get out of our school!”

Why is this?

What have I done?

I gulp I swallow

What else am I meant to do?

Instagram, Twitter and Facebook

I have to try my best

To not let them hang me on a hook.