Grace, Denied

Teenage Angst and Bullying Poem

Could you speak up a bit, please? I cannot hear you when you whisper.
Anything I can do to help, as this day gets crisper,
Nobody sees your silent tears fall.
Dancing around, they all pass you in the hall,
Your silence kills, they want to see your grace denied.

Tomorow is a brand new day, singing in the wonderment of song.
Only you can let them hurt you, you have done no wrong.
Where do you go, in that certain spot deep in your mind?
Not everyone on this planet is so unkind.

Maybe one day, mankind will wake up,
Breathtaking, yes, please stay for a cup.