I am forever garbage
I know it so
Because judge Judy
Deems it so

Every conviction
Is my imprisonment
Every judgment
Is my guilty conscious

Everyday I’m taken back
To the grade school bullies
Everyday I’m returned
To the bottom of the pile
With their fists
With their feet
Confirming the truth
That Judy judges
The piece of shit I am
The shit I will forever be

Every statement is the truth
When the fists clarifies their reality
Every judgment is real
When no has to see the tears
When my reality only exists
For one

Half stories
Half truths
Deserving of the righteous
Blood flowing
The red on the ground
Always there
So I know I know the garbage
I belong to

The closed doors
Of the open book
The truths written in stone
That had nothing to do with me
But my guilt
Chases me away
The self-worth
I will never be
Always the hammers
Being slammed on my ears
The truth being told
Or the nothing I am

Never am I of value
Never is my realities real
The lessons everyday beating my brain
Never was truth greater
Then in 5th grade
Never will I be allowed to graduate
Into “Okay”