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Hidden Strength

By Catherine Strayhall

I’m hanging from the edge.

Nothing stands between me

and falling but my own waning strength.

What if I fall? What if I seriously hurt myself?


Stop

By Anonymous

Stop bugging me

Stop discriminating

Stop calling me names

Stop the physical hurt

Stop shoving

Stop picking on me

Stop bringing me down

Stop laughing

Stop the breaking

Stop being a jerk


Imperfection

By Dennis Rothwell

You could be a picture

Of gleaming perfection.

Indeed, an orchestra,

Of human without sin.

The world at your whims,

Subject to your knees,

Yet you ask nothing of them,

For every person sees,

That you are perfect.


Ordinary School Girl

By Hridya Kakumanu

I am an ordinary school girl,

I have homework,

I have assignments,

I have essays,

and I have tests.


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