I may not be 5 feet tall
Or as beautiful as the prom queen.
But can you really say that you know me?
You’ve never stopped to take the time
To say HELLO or GOOD MORNING
Shouldn’t you be ashamed?
I have my own thoughts,
My own ideas
My own feelings
But you still choose to b r e a k them!
The rumors,

There not always true

The






Looks,






They hurt



The whispering,







Just tell it to my face
Why do you judge me?
Does it make you happy?
Not me, not her, not him, no one!
No one besides you I guess!
Do you believe it’s worth it
Or are you just showing off for popularity?

You should be ashamed!