8th Grade

I found her in the bathroom,
with silent tears, facing the wall.
We hadn't been back a week, but it didn't matter.
Dried eyes walked out:
Teasing again.
"Leave her alone!"
Glaring, they went to class.
"I'm Monica."
"Rachel."

 

"I believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another." - Veronica Roth, Divergent

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741