Poems about Bullying
The colors of our world commence the drain,Instead of smiles I perceive pain...Ricocheting off my ears rings pain...
I'm gay, I'm straight, I love, I hate, I appreciate I disrespect. I'm smart, I'm dumb. I feel but I'm numb, I fight but I fear.
Preschool was easy,
Kids dressed in plaid,
Struggling only with the idea
That their Mommy might get mad.
Looking through the lens of my childhood self ...the world was iridescent
Watching the way the sunlight creeps in between the closed, dark blue curtains of my new city apartment brings me back to the neighbourho
I sometimes have the feeling that I can’t recognize myself.
When I look into the mirror and the image reflected back at