(poems go here) School seemed great
Until I met you
A friend of dread
I’m to ensue

It started subtle
Mean shoves ripped clothes
Accidental trips
Black eye

Real contact
Harsh and unforgiving
What did I do
To earn that

I tell others
I am like the
Homeless person
Invisible to them

They watch and
Move out of
The way blind
To the violence

School seemed great
Until I met all
Of you.