It Hurts
they pinch and poke, until they find a joke
they make fun of all the little ones.
they don't care about they're feelings,
but its only to distract others from they're flaws.
i wish they knew how much it hurt
when they pick on me and others,
they don't see the hurt in our eyes.
we don't let them, we just go home and cry.
Copyright © Anastasia Denny | Year Posted 2015
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