WARNING: THERE IS A BAD WORD IN THIS

I've learned to cry alone in the shower, where no one else can hear;

the water washes it all away; every single tear.

It might sound depressing,

but alone time is a blessing.

Crying alone, no on can hear. 

I know that no one hears me cry;

but they can tell I'm sad.

They realize that I need help;

and helping makes them glad.

but here in this shitty phase,

it's life called middle school.

You may think you're the only one who cries alone at night,

but trust me kid, that's what my life is like.

We ask our friends if they are going through the same thing,

and then suddenly life just doesn't seem depressing.

They all agree that now is the worst time of life,

and beleive me when I say it DOES sting like a knife.

But it is just part of you growing up,

so promise me you won't work yourself up.