More OLD poems.(2)

Ok so here is some more. Again these are from way back in high school. So some of these were class projects. but I was still writeing some about some of the abuse and bully-ing. So here is some more.
~ Untitled ~
Their glareing eyes
Their nashing teeth
All put me down
Shuving me to the ground
They grab my hair
And hold me down
Whispering into my ear
You are slave
Shall not be known
You will always be nothing
Your works of heart
Will never be known
Only us who lie and cheat
Will they except
But you our slave
With a heart so kind
Shall never be one
One of us
One of them
One whom they know
One that is know.
-10/23/01 { Ok so I'm guessing this one was about the bully-ing. I wrote this one for the heck of it and not for a class assignment.}
~ No More ~
There is no more to write
no more to act, no more to play
no more smiles, no more tears
no more to sing, no more to cry
no more friends, no more foes
no more to come, no more to leave
no more love, no more hate
no more to laugh, no more to weep
there is just no more
- 5/16/03 { I worte this one on the last day of school before finals of senior year. I was so freaked out about what was to come of me and life since school was ending for good.}