4 January 2013
They see me in the streets, They don't care. They look away. They try not to stare.
I'm a normal kid. With a normal life. But this thing called 'bullying'. Causes me strife.
I go around in a wheel chair. Nothing wrong with that. But other children. Treat me like a rat.
They call me names. When they think I can't hear. It just makes me want to. Disappear.
Parents aren't much better. "Let's go now honey" They just get up and leave. If they see me.
They see me in the streets, They don't care. They look away. But sometimes that's worse than a stare.
Worse Than A Stare • Opuss № I