By Monea Hammond
Torn apart by gossip
Destroyed by half truths
The girls at school don't know me
But they act as if they do
They whisper and they giggle
As I walk down the halls
Making school unlivable-
Do they even care at all?
Sometimes I think they must be right
Maybe I am as big as a house
But all I feel about them
But to their face I'm as quiet as a mouse
Keep silent and smile
Is all I need to do
To survive this high school drama
Where friends are far and few.