my poems

rumors

Dreading school every day,

but there she had to stay.

Familiar the faces,

all around those places,

they wouldn't go away,

no breaks and no spaces.

They thought she couldn't hear,

but the words were quite clear.

Whispers ruthless and snide,

the girl smiled and sighed.

They didn't see the tear,

never when she cried.

Empty and uncaring,

the ones who were sharing.

pushing her to the floor,

with each name and rumor,

in her head all blaring,

how long will she endure?

Authors note: I don't often write these though this poem means a lot to me. Usually I am more inspired by other things and people I know but this came from my life. I was bullied for years and had a hard time with it. Sadly it never did get better there, but that doesn't mean to do nothing. Not in my case or anyone else's. Someone is always there for each of us. My mom kept telling me it would get better, when it didn't there instead of putting up with it I went to another school and made friends. years later I began home schooling with her. I love her so much. I hope the people struggling with this find someone they trust and can admit how hard it is. Even though I may not know you, the ones who have read my poetry I want to say you are an amazing person and life can get better if you work to make it that way. Bullying may not be the thing you struggle with but that's true for most issues of this life. 

                                                                      thank you. - rabbit