School Poem

Poem for when classmates at school are nasty and mean. Inspiration to overcome and stand tall.

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Everybody goes through something, and other people don't even know what that person is facing.

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Standing Tall

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Published: March 2010

I put on this act,
as I walk through the halls looking like I don't care.
People talk behind my back,
like I'm not even there

They call me slut, they call me whore,
and frankly I just can't take it anymore.
They don't know me at all,
and I won't let them see me fall.

They don't see the feelings that I hide.
Do they realize how much it hurts?
They don't see what's bottling up inside.
Do they realize they shouldn't talk dirt?

So many things left unsaid.
So many reasons why my insides feel dead.
Why would he do this to me?
Why did God choose my family?

I walk through the halls with a stumble,
realizing I'm about to fall.
The worst is happening I say with a tumble,
I can't do this, I have got to stand tall.

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  • Ta'Yauna by Ta'Yauna
  • 7 years ago

This is exactly how I feel in school. everybody talks about you and tries to bring you down. Well I'm not going to let that happen. everybody that gets picked on keep your head up high and don't let nobody discourage you.

  • Aaliyah Burnett by Aaliyah Burnett
  • 1 year ago

Everybody goes through something, and other people don't even know what that person is facing.

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