loud poetry from a quiet girl

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry

Cry-Baby

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried to run but got pulled back by a hand grabbing my wrist. "What happened?" Clyde demanded angrily. "Get off of me!" I growled and pried his fingers off...