Misunderstood

• Taylor Mcgowan, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2010

People look at me and glare
I can feel the hatred in there stare
They treat me like a piece of dirt
I try to be nice
But just end up being hurt
They laugh at me
And call me names
Do they now how much it pains
Every time they call me names and play stupid games
It tears my soul up part by part
Sometimes I wonder if they have a heart
If only they could understand
What its like to be on your own
Then they could go through my pain
All alone.