Rhonda Osheim Poet Free verse

I Don'T Know

I don’t know why I do that,
But I don’t know what to do,
It’s the only thing I know to do,
To get attention?
To show I’m tough?
I don’t know,
Bruises,
Scratches,
Blood, never a lot,
Funny, for me, sometimes for them too,
Pranks,
And fighting, showing off,
I always start out shy,
Then I warm up and,
Act like myself,
I get confused,
I fight,
And in the end I’m sorry,
And I tell that to them,
It’s hard for them and for me,
To take it back.

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