Mackenzie Gray, tkm poem

OUTSIDERS

All alone they stand in the corner,
Separate.
Their skin color was different
Causing them pain,
Stares and glares.
No one seams to care…
Really unfair.
But the others live how they want
And treat the others like crap.
Outsiders bite their tongues.
Knowing what will happen if they snap.
So strong,
They walk on.
Thinking of their families
They don’t dare to talk out of line.
Afraid of leaving them,
To deal with all this by themselves.
The mocking
The treats and punches.
So the outsiders with the different skin,
Do nothing.
Bravely they ignore all crude comments,
The outsiders respect,
Those not so kind.