Once a child,
Always a child
In the minds of those
Who’ve been traumatized
By occasional whispers
Slowly morphing
Into relentless taunts
From across the playground.
Day after miserable day,
Each decision now scrutinized,
So as not to provoke
Further juvenile ridicule.
Despite your every attempt
To take away my dignity,
You never accounted for
My resilience and resolve.
The scars you caused
Will never leave me,
But my life is proof
They won’t control me.
About the Creator
Elizabeth Petit
Middle School Teacher (most days!)
Aspiring Poet and Short Story Writer (whenever possible!)
Dedicated aunt and committed sports fan
I love a good twist and enjoy trying to surprise others with my writing.
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