"I Don't Wanna Talk About It," I Said
"Why Not," They Snickered
Tears Climed Up Into My Eyes--My Mind Reeling,
"****," They Snapped In My Direction,"***** ****."
My Eyes Leveled Onto The Concrete,
My Baggy Clothes Trying To Shield My Body,
From Wondering Gazes,
From Hurtful Words Squirming Into My Heart,
And There He Appeared,
Right In Front Of Me,
His Eyes Cold And Black,
"****," He Murmured,"You *****, No Good, ****"