21. Mr Morgan
I wake up every morning
Feeling such a wreck
A rope that's slowly tightening
Wound around my neck.
I wake up every morning
Feeling such a wreck
A rope that's slowly tightening
Wound around my neck.
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Before he crawled into his bed,
He prayed his soul to take.
Then curled up in the darkness,
And spent the night awake.
A wonderful write Patricia...
This poem should be shown in every school
so kids know bullying's against the rules
That everyone has a place on this earth
to live in peace and realise...
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Your words, they cut like knives,
but they'll never bring me down.
You may push me in the deep end,
but I will never drown.
A letter to that girl
That girl who sat by herself
That girl who doubted herself
That girl who was bullied
This hit home to the T. I couldn't have said it better if I wrote it myself. To whoever wrote this, I feel for what you feel, and it gives me courage to go on. Thank you for sharing it to us...
They pick on you
Play tricks on you
They talk behind your back
A hundred whispers to your one