Poems about Bullying
Who Do You Think You Are and What Do You Want With Me
She's walking down the hall
Trying not to bawl
She's headed up a flight of stairs
Thinking "who really cares"
I know I am different from many others, because I am unlike the rest, maybe because the way I wear my hair or my own style of clothing I
As I stared down your eyes
I see your inner person being controlled
By your own insecurities and raw emotions
Oh, or is o or maybe simply awww, I do not know!!!That sound that I make wen,stuck in frustration.
A lion creeps
Through the grass
Silently stalking
A zebra unaware
Chewing the grass