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.

This poem originally was published in Poems on Life - Teen Poems about Life