The Other Girl
She’s the only other girl in class.
She laughs at me in the hall,
pushes me, calls me names,
spreads rumors like wildfire—
everyone hears them, everyone believes them.
I want to scream.
I want to tell someone.
But I’m scared.
Scared no one will believe me,
not even the teachers.
So I swallow it all.
Every insult.
Every rumor.
Every push and shove.
I bottle it up.
I smile at school like everything’s fine,
but inside I’m shaking, breaking.
Her words stick to me like glue.
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