Do you remember me?
I'm the girl
From eighth grade
That you threw a bottle
Of glitter at
And then videotaped
My reaction for Facebook.
Do you remember me?
I'm the girl
From fifth grade
That you threw wood chips at
To see if you could
Make me bleed.
Do you remember me?
I'm the girl
From third grade
That you pushed
Off the balance beam
To see how much
I would cry.
Do you remember me?
I'm the girl
From first grade
That you punched
In the stomach
By way of greeting.
Do you remember me?
I'm the girl
From kindergarten
That you never spoke to
Just because I'm
A little different.
Do you remember me?
I'm the girl
From preschool
That you threw
A plastic cup at
Because I preferred
To play away from you.
Do you remember me?
I don't think you do.
I think I was just one
Of a hundred others
You treated that way.
But I remember you.
YOU ARE READING
I Remember You
PoetryBullying is a huge problem in schools, and this poem will hopefully serve to raise awareness of that. All of the instances I describe here really happened to me, and I remember each and every one.
