The Unexpected

Never would anyone guess it wasn’t me
Everyone was teasing me
The quiet one
Never bothering anyone
I would never stand up for myself
I broke
Tired of it
Cherry colored cheeks were the last straw
Terror stream’s down my face
They cant see the
Hurt
They have caused for me
I finally fight back
Glares are always present
They will never quit
Many times I have plead them to stop
They call me a crybaby
It makes it all worse
The pecking of the crows will never cease
I see the way you treat other quiet kids
Why will you never stop
The scar is permanent.