Queen of Death

Queen of Death

A Poem by Anxiety
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How kids can be so mean and how it can change you.

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I was 4 years old when I picked up a brick and hit a kid in the face with it 
I was protecting my self from a boy who was trying to kiss me 
from there on I was called the "Queen of death" 
I hated it cause it meant that I could kill someone 
Me a sweet girl at the time could kill someone with anything in her hands 
I was scared of not only my self but everyone around  me 
I separated my self making sure I couldn't hurt anyone 
My family doesn't understand the power I have 
I can kill someone and not have any remorse for them 
So at the time 4 years old, I told my self that I would be quiet in school  
This changed my life forever and so I became the "Queen of Death"

© 2020 Anxiety


Author's Note

Anxiety
Kids can be bullied at any age and it can change them forever , protect kids from bullies!

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I remember those childish bricks
I wish I had the strength to counter punch
earlier in the fights of life, measured, with
passion compassion and reason

Posted 4 Years Ago


Bullying has always been a problem in schools. Sometimes you have to respond to it in a physical way.

Posted 4 Years Ago



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Anxiety
Anxiety

New york, NY



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