Wednesday, April 3, 2024

They laugh


They laugh at my clothes

Tattered and worn

They laugh at my scars

Life has been hard


Day after day

They throw their jeers

Hateful words brings me to tears

Yes it hurts what they say

The name calling


They throw hatred and laugh

Yes I cry

Yes I shed tears

But

I never fight back

By doing so

I prove I'm better than they

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