I have a hard time being in company of some people-

I have a hard time around ZOMBIES

ZOMBIES! now who on earth thinks zombies are real? 

----I do. I see them in the halls everywhere I walk, every corridor at school,

ghost boys, zombie girls. 

Ghost boys 

DON'T HAVE TO BE BOYS. 

They can be hidden, they drift in the back. 

Perhaps with a few friends, perhaps with none. 

zombie girls

are popular in a crowd. 

They are loud, they are feminine to the point of fearful. 

They scare me, gold and silver, chasing trends. 

Uniforms always unbuttoned. 

They FOLLOW each other blindly

stumbling, tripping behind, It's always sad to see. 

They eat people brains- or at least, the happy brains. 

All thats left is sadness

HUMILLIATION, it burns them more than it burns me. 

I am a vampire boy, cold and apathetic

I am by myself often. 

But I am dead, so there is no more happy brain left for you to eat.