The liquor burns my throat,
as first lesson begins.
Teacher teaches me algebra
and that its "Gay" to sing.
By second lesson things get hazy,
and my drinks almost gone
i'm "Shit" at English
where my classmates talent shone.
I'm almost in tears
but the bullies never stop
they become my worst fears
they are always on top.
Forth period and i feel so weak
too afraid to learn
too afraid to speak
5th lesson and things get worse
i wish to escape in a hearse
sounds speed up and the world whizzes past
now i can cry because its home time at last.
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Comments4
LOve it so heart felt! Good job!
Thank you SilentLaugh
Hits hard. Feels real. Well written.
Thank you so much.
Oh my word this is
A very good poem
I love it... at school
I was bullied for having
Darker skin than anyone
Else in the school...
I did things to get expelled.
It stayed with me for years
Well done.....
Thank you so much for favouriting my poem. And I am extremely sorry for what you've been through, racism is such a horrible thing. And again thank you.
My pleasure... thanks
An amazing write!
Thank you Daniel.
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