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Dec 2017
Being different has changed recently
Some see it as something positive but I can’t get the pain out of my heart
All of those year being looked down on and hurt
I was short so they tried to break my bones
I was considered “cute” so they cut my hair and made me black and blue
If they knew that I had become broken they would win
But I couldn’t do it and had to leave
Leaving that place didn’t help because they came after me
Holding me down and pelting me with rocks
“Why don’t you scream ****”
What did I do to deserve that?
I tried to be nice, stay to myself, and work hard
Why did they have to hate me so much for it?
Alex m
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