Why Me
My class make fun of me
They don’t talk to me
They wish I could disappear
To most people I am inconspicuous
Everyone would rather work with everyone in the class expect they rather die than work with me
They only know me when I have food
They call me a monkey
They said I am from Africa
They make fun of what I wear to school
They even make fun of how I talk, how I look
when I get home I just start crying because I don’t know what to do or who to go to
Sometimes I wish I was dead so they would be happy
They cheat over my paper when we get test or quiz
I wear my shoes to school and they make fun of it they even play I game off my shoes
I was so embarrass that when I get home I throw the shoes to one side of the room and never wear it again
“you are never alone even if you can’t say anything about the words people throw at you but remember that you should always be yourself no matter the situation is because you should be able to be yourself without people criticize you and just be who you are , don’t let anyone want you feel small”.
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