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3 Days Out


I guess  I spoke my thoughts too loud,

'Cause in the end i spent 3 days out,

But I'm not ashamed of what I did,

Because I'm not a bad kid.

 

I'm not trying to justify,

There's no reason to wonder why,

Why I am the way I am,

I've been hurt and I've been slammed.

 

Still I'm feeling so damn proud,

Despite spending 3 days out,

Everyone seems to break the same rule,

But I'm the one thrown from the school.

 

I guess I should be feeling sorry for myself,

But I'm not! YOU forged this Hell!

You're the one that stuck your nose in,

And your punishments aren't helping.

 

3 days out from a school that hates me,

You know what?

That's what I call being free!

 

Now I don't have go home and wish I would die,

For three days a tear didn't fall from my eye,

And now you're trying to help me be free,

But you didn't bat an eye when a kid said they'd kill me!

 

So now 3 days out, I failed to care,

I didn't belong here or anywhere,

All this school did was put me down,

Maybe now I can turn my life around.

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David L. Hawkins III

A Christian poet and victim of bullying. Through my writing I hope to shine my own light through this dark world we live in.

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