School Halls

My hands are shaking, my mind is breaking. My throat goes dry, Can I say goodbye? The school halls are cold, this sensation is already old. I feel it every day here, and every day I want to leave. I'm all alone, I'm left behind. Whispers around me. I want to die. This isn't school, I don't feel safe. This is a prison, I want to escape. I'm just floating around, like trash in the Ocean. Unwanted, unloved. I don't have motion. From the moment I'm in, I want to get out. When they start talking, I want to shout. I want to be left alone, But please help me. I don't know what to do. School kills me. These halls are cold, every day. I'm freezing inside, and now it's too late.