Poems about Bullying
Waiting.
Waiting for our reunion.
We had so many plans together.
But it all went to hell in the last few months.
Stuffing kids in cold metal lockers
like sweaters in a box
The monarch of this corrupt kingdom
Be careful where you are stepping
It’s hard to see with your chin so high
And be careful not to look so deep
Little Marco is the smartest boy in his class.
Other kids think he's weird all because he doesn't like to start trouble.