Unhapinesss Here's a story of a girl (NOT ME) I am 14 years old* in the 8th grade in a small school* about 300 students K-12. I have been having a rough time for the past seven months. I have been hanging around the wrong kind of crowd* which has not given me the best reputation. This poem is about how I have a rough life and I am not treated very fairly. Every day is a battle for me* but I still take all the blame for the things that I do wrong........................................................................................... Some nights I stay up late and cry* Other times I feel as if I could die! In my life I feel not loved* I always get kicked around or shoved. But why should I be happy? How can I be if I'm treated so crappy? Every day seems like a battle. I get thrown around like a baby's rattle. Sometimes everything can be so scary. Why can't I just be happy and merry? For all my faults* I am to blame. I am the one to take all the shame
yaaaaaay so cooooool i am very sad for you i want you to be strong no matter what happen to you and you are avery good writer thanks alote
thanks for this poem but as a student in literature the rhyme here I mean in this poem it is not that good