Why long poem

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Why are you like this
Stop being so mean
Do you really want your face to meet my fist

You know,
You know I’m suffering
How can you just keep being so terrible
Just stop buffering

I get the message, okay?
Nowadays, I don’t give a damn what you say

I used to follow you,
Puppy-dog eyes gleaming,
In reality the only sound you like to hear
Is of me screaming

I was the joke,
Not to be taken seriously
You made it clear I couldn’t be like you,
Not that I’d want to, really

Your gang is a cliché,
Mean, popular, loud
I would be shocked if you ever did anything
To make your parents proud

You sent me hurtful messages,
So bad I’d want to die
I took them to our principal,
But then you simply cried

I wish I’d never met you,
Despite all the good times,
You did some things
That made me feel awful inside

When I first saw you,
I thought you guys were cool
But then I hung out with you,
You always ditch school

From far away you look nice,
I was just another passerby
But then I met the real you,
I just have to ask, why?

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Hi i'm Saba Sitter i'm from Canada, I live in Indonesia and i'm 11 years old. I really like writing poetry so I use this website to submit a few of my poems but not all of them...
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