Unkindness

I'm sitting on the floor

But you should know, you put me there

Crying eyes bloodshot and sore

What you're doing isn't fair

Run to my bedroom at the end of the day

Shut the door and belt it out

On my own and unafraid

I'm free to sing out loud

I sit alone in the back of the room

Won't even raise my hand

I'll be out of here real soon

I won't have to be afraid again

Slammed my head into the wall

Screamed at me, called me f****t

Lock myself in the bathroom stall

Wondering where's my pride or if I ever had it

Baggy sweatshirts to hide the bump

Make no eye contact with anyone

It's too big to cover up

I'm scared and all alone

Long sleeves and bracelets hide the scars

My friends can never see

I can't let my personal issues mar

Their opinions of me

Run to the bathroom after lunch

I can't help it anymore

Time to throw everything up

Pray nobody walks through that door

Cover up all of the bruises

Paint a smile on my face

Go ahead and make excuses

Daddy's stressed from working all day...

The human race is so unkind

Even after adolescence

But this is often the first time

Unkindness is really present 

Reviews

[Laura Harrison]

I remember being bullied in high school and when I told a teacher about it, all they did was make the person say sorry to me. But what teachers don't realize is that bullying is a serious issue and can make people self-harm or want to die, or maybe they don't care... I empathize with you on the emotions in this poem

[Annabelle Lee]

thanks a load

[Mir]

Annabelle, you are so talented! You have a voice. Not a copy-cat voice, where somebody tries to make their poems like somebody else's, but your own unique voice. I've really been enjoying reading your poetry! and I look forward to reading more of it! :)

Now, for the poem.
This was amazing. I really liked your rhyming scheme. And the words are so relateable.
Great Write! :)

[Annabelle Lee]

Thank you so much!

[Baby Ricochet]

Man being a teen aged girl can be hard. Great poem Annabelle

[Annabelle Lee]

THanks, Ricochet

[Frieda P]

There is always strength in your poetry no matter what you write about Annabelle, sounds like you've gotten yourself into a bit of a pickle here, unkindness is the harshest cut of all especially when in need of the total opposite, those times seem to be the worst of all, a little compassion goes a long way.

[Annabelle Lee]

This poem was not about ME, Per say. But the way that I myself tend to feel when being teased or bullied and what it may feel like in another scenario