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Her cheeks are red,
Like roses or cherry popsicles.
Her eyes scream out,
Fear and embarrassment hidden in them .
Her glasses fall farther down on her nose,
The thick lenses barely hiding her tears.
She sniffles and they laugh.
Jerks.
They all are.
People who pick on others
Just to make themselves look cool.
Disgusting.
It makes me nauseous.
I should say something.
I rise out my seat,
And then sit down again.
I can’t.
I’m just like her.
I may be popular.
But that’s where the differences
End.
We’re both the same.
Stuck in a world
That’s not our own.
Both trying to fit in.
I’m just better at it.
I’m popular and…
She’s not.
It’s not fair.
And life’s not fair.
And their not fair.
But nobody does anything to stop
It.
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A.N.: I was inspired to write this because of all the bullies at my school and how they pick on people. It may not be the best, but this is how a lot of people feel. There may be a bully and everyone else may think it's just cruel. But to save their own reputation, they do nothing about it. It may be wrong, but no one does anything. Sorry for any grammar/spelling/punctuation errors. I wrote this in less than 5 minutes. Hope you like it, but it's okay if you don't.
