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This poem is called "No one." I wrote this after CST history test. I was bored and it was quiet in the classroom. This poem is true by the way.


I write this poem when no one is looking.
I do not draw attention to myself if I don't have to.
No one watches me because I am so quiet.
They are not interested in what I do, or what I don't do.
I open up to very little people, maybe fifteen, give or take.
Those few care what I do or don't do because I came out of my shell for them.
But they are just a few compaired to everyone at school.
I get bullied sometimes by people who don't understand me.
I don't do much about that.
I just ignore it, or try my best to.
There is one in particular who has been bullying me since freshman year.
I want him to stop.
He won't liten to what I have to day, he just mimics me in an annoying tone.
I hope one day I can do something about him, make hime stop.
But untill them, I don't want to draw attention to myself.
So I write this poem when no one's looking.