Poems about Bullying

Respect My Name I don't play no games Got chicks looking at me like I'm Mary Jane
as a child my B-Word was  bubbles. bubbles and bubblegum and butterflies and buttercream frosting.
Let It Be Beautiful By: Tyana Aitofele Rumors stain impressions like blood on the walls
Change is going from childhood With blind Faith and innocence, To youth, unprepared to face their challenges.
"I'm here."  
Hey, you there, sitting alone in the dark, why don't you get some sunlight, take a stroll in the park?
When the 5 year old you’s stuck in your 16 year old skin,
Some walls are unbreakable, called the walls of fear, Like losing a loved one, or speaking in front of your peers. Fear of being humiliat
The Playground Kierstyn Edore   Laying under the warm rays,
I walked through the hall ways at school,  I always hated walking the halls in that miserable school.

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