書く is hard

Dear record of my misfortune I was correct. Today I walked into class and saw a huge pile of letters on my desk. When I opened them I realized that it was hate mail. It was so stupid, people were getting angry at me for what I did to Jessica when it was her fault! They were saying things like : Die エモ 雌犬 die, bitchy whore. That last コメント doesn't even apply to me! I haven't even had my first キッス and they are saying this stuff to me! There was one letter that was bot mean even though I don't know who sent it. Inside it 発言しました バラ are red violets are blue I don't now why they hurt you, if あなた want I'll tell them to can it, all because I 愛 あなた Janet. I don't know who wrote あなた 愛 poem rhyme thing but I 愛 あなた too!

Is It True あなた Lie?
Is It True あなた Hate Me?
Is It True あなた Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True あなた Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True あなた Like Me Crying?
Is It True あなた Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True あなた Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True あなた Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True あなた Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True あなた Let Me Call あなた My True Bestfriend When あなた Weren't?
Is It True.....?

This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend

Her eyes were 火災, 火 red,
as if they were
lit from anger.

I dont understand
why あなた are
mad at me.

Why あなた shoot
those harsh words
at me.

Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.

I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.

My フレンズ ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"

But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why あなた are mad.

Why do あなた have to do
what あなた do to me?
Why does it give あなた
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my フレンズ take action?
Why cant あなた tell me WHY?

Streetlamps, houses, gates, remotes, books, CDs and televisions. Brothers. Pairs. Each has a twin. In this chaotic place of materials the world has come to be, everything has a brother. But brothers are family. And family is connected somehow; if not によって blood, then によって what?

Energy.

Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.

Now, あなた ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.







This is my first time 書く in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.