Un Known Bully

• Hannah Smith , Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2015

Youn chant words at me trying to offend
I look brave but inside I bend
You make me cry so that I hide
You make me feel insecure deep inside
You may not know how much harm you make
But I don't know how much more I can take
Your voice rings inside my head
It drives me crazy as I lay in bed
You are small yet your words sting
You act like you are the king
Yet in my head I know you have won
I bow my head wishing you were done