Beaten down

Smacked around

Not by fist

But by words.


Run and hide

Here they come

Fear the laugher

Now fall into mud.


Coat yourself

Head to toe

Try to become

Deaf to those words.


Still they come



What a fool.


What did you do?

Nothing at all

Born different

That's just who you are.


Tired of talking

They kick instead

You cry and wail

But it's all to no avail.


The bell rings

Limp back inside

Wash off the mud

Sit and hide.


The day is done

Once again no fun

The laugher follows

All the way home.


Crawl in bed

Now you are safe

Dread the dawn

Tomorrow is the same.


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