You and Him

You and Him

A Poem by Sarah W. French


You watch as he mocks
my very being.
He calls me dyke,
you call me freak.
And here I thought
we were friends.
You call me hobbit,
he says I can't fight.
I just pick and
I shouldn't have
to go against him.
Shouldn't have to
stand up to a
grown man.
"Your face is
as cute as my a*s."
What kind of
adult are you?
What sort of
life do you live?
I am so
sick of fearing.
Fearing him, the
car, and you.
I shouldn't have
to cower because 
of a friend and
her uncle...
...should I?

© 2013 Sarah W. French

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Added on February 2, 2013
Last Updated on February 2, 2013


Sarah W. French
Sarah W. French


I won't be publishing all my poems on here but I am putting them on my tumblr. Please check them out. I'm a 16 year old girl who mostly writes poems. I have been verbally bullied and use poetry t.. more..