Why do you pick on me?
Why is it such a delight?
Why do you call me names?
Why do I never fight?
Why am I your punching bag?
Why am I your enemy?
Why do you laugh at me?
Why, is it because I'm pretty?
Why do I let you win?
Why why why ?
Why do I not stand up for myself ?
Why, do you want me to die?
Why do you tease me and pick on me?
Why do you treat me like hell?
Why am I not treated equally?
Why, do you want me to fail?
But I have something that you don't have
A heart
A heart that is pure
A heart that is not cold and bitter like yours
I have wisdom and hope
For you, you don't
For me I have a future
For you, you don't
But trust me it's all good
I now understand
But you are such a coward
Your not even a man
All I could do is say why
I am done with you now
I don't even have to try
Because what's coming to you, it's going to be foul
YOU ARE READING
Poetry unlimited
PoetryIf you have dream, reach for it If you have the chance, take it You only live one life Make it happen. Singer/Songwriter Author 9th grader Disclaimer: I write wicked poems about death and killing. I am not crazy I just think crazy. (That probably...
