99 Poems

THIS is how i spend my days

I wake up, slamming my hand to my alarm

Early in the morning, I pray; my lucky charm

I wear my all-too-familiar uniform

Hearing the news report; oh there’s a storm

I walk out the door, skipping breakfast

I run to my school, across the field, I ran past

I take a deep breath when I reach the door

Preparing for the pain, everyone including me doesn’t adore

I gather my courage and push the glass door open

All students silent as if my arrival is for them to listen

I take another deep breath, walking down the hallway

Guess what happened

Cheer leaders pushed me out of their way

Hearing them laugh at me

This is what I see

My ‘friends’ ignoring my plea

The jocks joined in on pushing me

Punching my already-bruised face

This is how I spend my days

My day never ends without humiliation, pain and betrayal

I witness my so-called friends never loyal

I run out of school

Those people made me a fool

I limp towards my house

It never felt like a home

I decided to run away

Nowhere else to roam