M i k e y

Mirror, mirror on the wall.
Why so you hate me so?
Mirror, mirror on the wall.
Why are you so cruel?
My legs too thick and my hips to wide.
Why must I hide?
Mirror, Oh mirror on my wall.
Fuck you, glass and all.

God I feel fat this morning.
Speaking of morning,
I’m running quite late for
School.

Waking up is never easy.
Because in my dreams,
I can be as skinny as I want.
I can be pure,
I can be everything I’m not.

But the real world waits,
And I don’t want to miss out on living
My life.
So why not just make my dreams
Reality?

Food is the enemy.
All my life I’ve felt fat.
My father used to tell me so
As a child.
“Mikael look at you, eating like
A little piggy!” He would say.

Those words still ring in my head.
Though they were harmless
Comments. They still
Hurt.
But pain
Is something I’m used to.

Help is beyond me.
I am determined.

Now for School.
God school is a drag.
The people, the teachers,
The torture of only have two days
To yourself a week. Only two glorious
Days to Remind yourself you are human.

Time is a basic necessity, and school takes
Away from the set amount of time
We have to be on this earth.
There are certain up
Sides to School
Though.

After a long morning
Of trying to wake up
Gerard, who is late for
Work. I finally end up
At the dreaded place.
I quickly make my way
To my locker and threw
The hall to my first period
Class, which happens to be
My least favorite. Biology.

Today’s lesson, ironically
Turns out to be the reason
Why all organisms need
To consume subsistence to
Survive. Funny, I’ve been fasting
3 days so far, and I’m still here.
I do know I’m going to have to eat
Sometime, but that doesn’t
Mean I have to eat NOW.
You’d be very surprised at how
Long the human body can go with
Out food with just a little determination.

I feel something hit the back
Of my head.
I turn around slightly to see
Pete in
The back of the class smiling.
Pete is my
Best friend. He has been since 6th
Grade. He lips
“Meet me after class” before returning
His attention
Back to the teacher. Any normal teen
Would just
Text this information under their desk.
But Pete isn’t
Any normal teen. Pete loves
School.
Weird right? As long as I
Can remember
Pete was a straight A student.
I swear
If you were to crack open that
Head of his
His brain would be the size
Of a watermelon.

Soon Biology comes to an end,
The bell ringing harshly. The class
Room quickly empty’s as people pack
Up there things and basically dart out the
Door. I attempt to do the same, heading straight
For the door to the class room, when I feel a hand on
My shoulder.

“Mikael Way….” A voice says from behind me.
I spin myself around to see
Mr. Toro my Biology teacher staring
Me in the eye. In the other direction,
Right outside the door is Pete
Awaiting my presents.

“Yes, Mr.Toro?” I say
With a slight attitude.
He clears his throat,
“I need to talk to you
About your grade in my
Class, So please take a
Seat. I’ll wright your
Teacher a late note
For your next class.”
He says walking over
To the door of his
Classroom and
Closing it.
Great.

I sigh, walking back over
To my desk and taking
A seat. Mr.Toro does the
Same. Sitting down at his
Desk and folding
His hands. “As I’m sure
You know…” He begins,
“Your grade so far in Biology
Is not so good…”
‘Really? I was assuming you kept
Me here to tell me I won a
Free trip to Vegas!’ is what I want to say, but
Instead Go for A simple “Oh.”

“What would be your plans for
This upcoming midterm?”

“In all honestly Mr.Toro I was
Just planning on winging it.” I say,
Not really knowing how to answer
In any other way.

“Winging it.” He says, a small laugh
Coming from him. “In all honesty
Mr.Way, I don’t think that’s going
To cut it.”

“Then what would you suggest then,
Sir?” I say a little too aggressively. Seeing
The flare of surprise in Mr.Toro’s eyes
From my attitude.

“A tutor.”

“A Tutor?!”

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The Rest of the
Day dragged on
And on. And on.
And on. And on.

Finally School was over,
Well of course until
Tomorrow that is.

I get home around
3:30, my stomach
Begging for food.

It groans and moans
At the emptiness I
Succumbed it too.

But this can be obtainable.
I go to the kitchen a get the biggest
Cup I can find, filling it to the brim
With water. Who needs food when
You have good old H20?

I quickly down the large cup of water and
Sit on the couch, sighing. I can feel the
Tiredness in my bones. My eyes slowly closing
As I drift into the nothingness of sleep.
..
.
..
.
..

“Fuck…Fuck..Fuck!”
My eyes open to see
Gerard pacing back and forth.
“Um….You okay?” I ask, sitting up
As my bones snap and crackle
From the movement.
“Hardly. I need a Fuckin Drink” He says
Going to the kitchen and grabbing a glass
Filling it with Vodka.
“What’s got you so pissed off?” I yawn,
My eyes following him.
“I do a good thing in and
It turns out to make me seem like
And even worse person. Fuck it,
I’m going to sleep. Night Mikey.” He says,
Walking into his room with the glass of vodka.

Whatever. I need to get back to sleep,
Tomorrows my first day with my
New tutor, Mr.Toro himself.

Notes

Woah, second Chapter! I hope your all liking it so far! I know not much has happened yet, but the next chapter is full of surprises, trust me ;) Any way, Thank you SO much for reading. Please comment, rate and all that good stuff If you liked it! Love you all sooo much :# :D

-Phobias