Parents/teachers/staff

JB

You  say I can talk to you? 

Fine.

 

I look at my homework and cry.

I walk down hallways like I'm on death row.

I hide in my room because I don't want to see you.

I say I don't want to be touched and you disrespect me.

I say I hate myself and you think I'm lying to you.

I try to breathe and get yelled at by you.

I need a break now and again.

 

If I could say any of that

to any of you

none of them

would be a problem.

  • Author: JB (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 22nd, 2018 19:08
  • Comment from author about the poem: God my life sucks right now. All I have is theatre, English, and strategic games club. Two of those are under attack. Jesus Christ I'm mad. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed my visual poetry.
  • Category: Letter
  • Views: 10
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