While I walk through the 

open hallways of my school, 

I am trapped. 

Yes, school feels like a cage 

to most, 

but for me it is different. 

I am caged with the ‘popular’ kids, 

the bullies, 

the ones who throw things at me in the lunchroom

and talk behind my back. 

They too say school is a cage. 

But it’s different for me. 

While they can speak, 

i am forced to suffer in silence. 

Because if I say something, 

it will be turned against me. 

Used to tease me. 

I can’t tell them who I really am.

Unless I want to be even more depressed 

than I already am. 

They say to stick up to bullies. 

But what if you are trapped in silence? 

They tell us to ignore them. 

But we all have ears, don’t we?

The thing they do not know is that words

stab like knives. 

Embed themselves in your mind forever.

They hurt.

And bullies? 

They kill.