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My Monologue for Drama
"The Person That Makes Me Feel the Worst in the World"
I don’t know why you treated me how you did
I was a quiet person, who just wanted a friend.
But you took my feelings and cares and threw them away.
I found myself with a knife in my back. Your knife.
And then other knives where added, causing me to bow my head and walk slowly
The other knives where from the other people, your audience.
You told my secrets too, but changed them, and they judged me.
Did you find joy in bringing me down?
Did you have a tyrant’s twisted grin watching others bully me? Look down on me? Feed off of my sadness.
My life was already harder because of family affairs,
And to have a liar and a cheat like you steal my trust was immature and naïve of me,
But I needed someone to talk to, and your poison was so sweet.
It sucked me in, made me speak, made me follow you like a lost puppy,
And you loved it.
You loved being superior to someone and having the power to make me crumble in your fists.
Like dried flower petals I was crushed into a powder that could only be reformed,
By someone who accepted me for who I was.
You did not do that, you accepted a person as a sheath for your dagger.
Not a proper sheath, a bloody fleshy sheath.
Backstabber, thief, liar, cheat, and I pity you.
I hope someone treats you the same way you did me, horribly and with distaste.
I heard of how you were treated when I moved in eighth grade, that you were treated as you should have been.
Looked down upon, made fun of, and insulted.
Even in high school, I heard you made a downfall. How strong are you now?
Do you feel the pain I did?
I have despised you since the day you stuck that first knife in my back, and pushed it in.
Up until the handle of the dagger was almost in, because you wanted to see me squirm.
Well this is what I have to say to you:
If I ever see you again,
You won’t get the time of day, and if you talk to me,
I will treat you with respect only because I am the person who treats everyone right.
But you will never get close to me, I have friends who love me and support me.
I am stronger, and what goes around comes around.
And it came around.
Look at me now.
Ahh... the joys of Elementary school >.> stressed
I have to perform this tomorrow!!!!!!!!!! gonk gonk gonk
 jadepheonix_kristuya · Wed May 16, 2007 @ 02:21am · 0 Comments |
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