Poems about Bullying

My only friend at this point seems to be a simple journal I write on every night.
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
You push him down you call her names causing so many frowns and so much shame
I am a nothing To you I am a nothing I don’t matter And you think I never will
Everyday I walk down these halls terrified I can feel the stares and read their lips
As I walk through the halls I am scared and alone
Be careful where you are stepping It’s hard to see with your chin so high And be careful not to look so deep
When I was a kid, I thought the world was like the one in the cartoons
Little Marco is the smartest boy in his class. Other kids think he's weird all because he doesn't like to start trouble.

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