The way the girls make fun of me

This is about how people make fun of me for the way I am and how I am not like them which are skinny and preppy.
Why can’t I be so pretty.
Why do they make fun of me.
I like to be happy.
I like to laugh.
I like being me.
They do not appreciate me.
They hate me.
They laugh at me.
They call me rude things.
But, this is where my friends come in.
They help me.
They do not laugh at me.
They do not make fun of me.
They like me when I am me.
They love me for who I am.
I love m friends.
If the other girls want to make fun they can.
I say this because I am my own person.

By Ashley Dietz
Published: 6/3/2007		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
 
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