Bullying
Watching, Watching, Watching,
Shhh, thinking too loud again.
I cannot get involved,
So, I just watched and watched,
And I did nothing.
Our eyes met and his said,
"Silence does not mean you are not invovled."
I feel Rotten.
Not for watching, but for pretending to not watch.
Our eyes met again and this time,
"Stop watching and get invovled."
I thought, why?
Because silence is a silent killer-- a silent serial killer.
This poem is about:
Our world