The unexpected

December 10, 2008
The Unexpected

Never would anyone guess it wasn’t me
Everyone was teasing me
The quiet one
Never bothering anyone
I would never stand up for myself
I broke
Tired of it
Cherry colored cheeks were the last straw
Terror stream’s down my face
They cant see the
They have caused for me
I finally fight back
Glares are always present
They will never quit
Many times I have plead them to stop
They call me a crybaby
It makes it all worse
The pecking of the crows will never cease
I see the way you treat other quiet kids
Why will you never stop
The scar is permanent.

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MorningStar15 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 7, 2009 at 1:14 am
i agree w/ Fangz musta hurt a ton .... i know how you feel i didn't have 1 true friend until like 7th grade .... good poem loved it tons :)
Alexandra G. said...
Aug. 6, 2009 at 5:01 pm
my favorite line is the one "the pecking crows will never cease" ... its powerful, sad, but unfortunately a true story for so many people :(
Fangz said...
Jun. 15, 2009 at 12:39 pm
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