She sits there alone in class,
Wondering what she did.
Why she's the one they hate,
Why is she this kid?
She's done nothing wrong,
She feels like a total disgrace.
She's trying to hide,
Her tear-stained face.
If I go over there,
Will I end up like her too?
Or do I stay here?
What should I do?
I left her alone,
It will blow over by tomorrow.
The day comes when,
The teacher's eyes are full of sorrow,
I ask her what's wrong,
She lifts her crying head,
She utters these words...
"Your classmate is now dead".
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Written June 9th, 2004
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WOW!!!
that is a VERY strong poem, it made my stomach drop at the end. your a GREAT writer...keep up the great work!
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