Lie Within A Smile

• Marymae White, Grade 6K
• Poetry
• 2013

The pain kills me, but I'll be alright.
The pain calls my name, looking for a fight.
The fire in my soul is telling me no,
the fire in my heart is telling me "go home."

I can't spend another day in the palm of their hand,
I can't spend my life listening to their demands.

The teachers tell me to stand up to them,
The students really do not know what's the problem.

Maybe, just maybe, I could wait a bit longer.
What's the point? they won't get less stronger.

What's the point of trying to see through the fog?
My life feels like it depends on the little black dog.

But no, I'm left with kids who are vile.
All I'm left with is lies, that lie within a smile.