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

Unhappiness
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.

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