Dylan Kennedy Poet Ballad

Sweet Little Rose

Sweet little rose
Who wore boys clothes
Knew she was different
She was laughed at from her choices
And every night heard noises
Now there was this boy in school
Who thought he was so cool
Calling sweet little rose a *****
She wanted to disappear 
She remembered the taunts made 
Permanently in her brain 
Hitting from side to side 
There was no place to hide 
So sweet little rose 
Always called gross
She had too much soon
And went in the bathroom
The door locked 
The tap ran
And the white tiles turned red 
After that the bullies dread
Because every night they go to bed
Sweet little rose 
Was the ghost 
And haunted the last of the lot
And the moral of the story here is
It doesn't matter who you kiss 
And if you was to diss
The ghosts of them hiss

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Jan Allison July 3, 2014 at 5:35 PM Oh such a sad write on bullying and the tragic end of a young life. Wish this was posted in schools it sends out a very clear message. Hugs jan xx Dylan Kennedy July 4, 2014 at 2:47 PM im proud of this poem and hopefully an eye opener to some people