Somehow he always finds me
In the hallway
At recess
Always
Me.
I long to ask the question
Why?
Why me?
Why not anyone else?
Why does he harass
Me?
The one with hearing loss?
Every time I seen him
I have the
Irresistible
Urge
To flip him off
To curse him out
For what he has done to me.
For the
MULTIPLE
Times that he has
KICKED
Me
For no reason
Except to.
So now I say
no.
no more.
We are a group of people mostly under the age of 18 that according to the government might as well not exist.
We are underestimated by grown-ups
Because we have not been through all of school.
Almost every day I wear a hoodie.
To hide a part of me that I can’t escape.
It shrouds my difference from the world.
So that I can seem normal.
So I can fit in.
So that nobody can pick on me about it.
Every day at school is chaos.
The noise
The people
All the people
Sometimes I want to hide in a corner
To get away.
To recenter myself.
So that I don’t break down.
Comments
Wow. I'm so sorry if this happens to you
Thank you :)
Thank you so much
of course
I like this poem and how you convey these horrible things through it. I hope it improves! :)
Thank you so much!!
I’m sorry this happens and I think this is a very expressive poem.
<3
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