~School Problems~

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I've found it hard,

The social part of school.

All so transparent,

Like a two faced card.


I feel like I can't be me,

Just to avoid judgment,

But no matter how hard I try,

I could never be as pretty as she,

Nor would he ever love,

Someone like me.


Just keep my head down,

focusing where my feet hit the ground,

So I don't trip,

And look like a clown.


Always being judged for being too smart,

The just don't realise the effect

That people have when they assume,

That we're perfect. 

It's like my chest is being pulled by a heavy shopping cart.


Everywhere I go; I'm ignored.

Not acknowledged by anyone,

In the end, I get too bored,

Sitting in the silence, just waiting,

Some times imitating,

A conversation from afar.


To be forever alone,

But I'm fine with it that way,

Until I'm out of school and have my own home.

At least I get to do the things I love,

Without the fear of being judged.


Even if I might be judged just because of where I sat.


The fake smiles,

The harsh glares,

The jealous bitches,

All acting like moody mares.


The spotlight is not for me,

The tormenting comments,

Cutting into me so easily,

to the point I could vomit.


But I stand up straight,

Keep my chin  up high,

A smile on my face,

and a confident stride.


I won't let them get to me,

I won't let them win.

And if they push me back down,

Ill get up and kick 'em' in the shins.


Cause I'm not going to let them walk all over me.


The comments can only hurt, 

If I let them,

My heart can't bend,

Unless I love him.


I won't run for cover,

And I definitely won't hide.

I won't tell my mother,

Cause a girl needs her pride.


I won't break,

I won't cry,

I won't shake,

and ill keep my nose in the sky.


Because you know what I realised?

I realised that I shouldn't care, 

Because eventually,

Everyone will get there fair share.


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