Appearances Of The Bullied Teen
He looks at though he has been beat
I know who did this to the boy
And now he is just lying in the street
he used to be a boy with such joy
He looks as though he has no home
I also know this boy living in the road
for I always see him roam
and paid no mind to the sadness he showed
He looks like he needs a friend
yet I just keep walking
I know the messages he sends
And I don’t want the bullies knocking
I should go to this boy, but what will they think
For I finally got them from my blink
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world
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