Me

• Zohra Arbazbada, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2004

There are time where I feel upset and that no one cares for me,
Sometimes I get into fights, but I always lose nad let it be.
I always care about what other people think about the way I look
Whenever somebody looks my way, and burrow myself in a book.
But recently I have realised that this is the way God chose to make me,
And with this thought always in my head, I am as happy as can be.