Everyone asked her why she always seemed to be so confused. Why she was an introvert? This poem is against bullying. It is about the suffering, a child has gone through. The impact it had on her mind and how or what it developed into as she grew up...
The little girl asked as she looked out from the window at the sky.
Why do they laugh at me and call me names?
Am I creepy momma?
She looked around, bewildered, wanting to know why.
Why won't you reply? Are you angry with me?
The girl asked again, tears pooling around her eyes and falling down like a stream.
But there came no reply.
It was because her mother was sleeping soundly in front of her and the conversation was in her mind.
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Why do they think I am weird daddy?
She spoke yet again in her mind,
To her father walking by her side,
And obviously he didn't reply.
Okay so there it is. What do you think? Why are some children not able to confess their feelings to their parents even when they feel loved and secured? Have you always been open? Do share your thoughts in the comments below. These comments mean a lot to me.
