September 23, 2004

Bashfest

by: EJ

Its not anything like being in a moshpit,

At a hard-core metal concert,

Its not like being shoved around,

On the soccer field,

Its not like anything physical,

It seems to be the ultimate party of the year,

That lasts for days on end,

Its fun for the others,

But for me my heart is continuously bashed,

My confidence shattered,

My trust and respect for people are thrown out the door,

They call me names,

And don't include me in games,

I'm just used for their amusement,

I feel I'm in the line of fire,

Up against an entire army,

I don't stand a chance,

All I can do is stand there,

Try to keep my ground,

While they continue to bash my soul,

Hopefully they'll eventually get tired of this festival.