The boy you judged for wearing old shoes
His mom is single
Working three jobs
Trying to raise four kids
The girl you just called fat
She didn't eat this morning
And she just got done
Throwing up her lunch
In the girls bathroom
The boy you shoved in the hallway
He lies about the rest of his bruises
They aren't from sports
They're from his alcoholic dad
The girl you called a slut
Her mom comes home
With a different man
Every night
Think before you act
Because you never know
The impact
You have on others
YOU ARE READING
She Writes
ContoShe wants to write novels, but she has no time. She writes short stories and poems instead. *an collection of writings by me*
