Pain of who i really am

by rebecca marion   Apr 24, 2006


I sit back of class
while people throw
wads of paper at me
they call me fat and stupid
its like i have loser
on my forehead
the bell rings and we all rush out
in the hallway
no ones says a word
they just stare
like im some evil beast
just waiting to be released
so annerexic i become
while not eating
helped control the pain
of who i really am
no im skinny and ugly
not fat and pretty like i used to be
now laugh and shout
as i walk by
saying how skinny i am
and what i used to be
i just want to be normal
while no one laughs
or points
the pain of i really am
is only the begining
of where life will take me

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