My Class Poem by emo becky
My Class
They call you names
All day long
They don’t care
They just carry on
They wonder why
I do not smile
If only they’d stop
At least for a while
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7/20/2025 9:17:19 PM # 1.0.0
I've been there myself Rebecca and I know some people can be real jerks sometimes. One day they will mature and have to live with the fact that they caused others such tremendous pain. It's a horrible monkey they will have on their backs for the rest of their lives. Hang in there. By the way, nice poem.10 from me.