Possessive partners in high school is really a big issue, and that is what I wrote this poem about.
Am I Overreacting?
I don’t know why I am writing about this at all.
I may be overreacting, about something small.
I just happened to notice three strangers following me today.
All around in school, down every hallway.
It seemed like everywhere I went, there they were.
Perhaps, I’m being paranoid, although I’m not sure.
It is bothering me, because I do not even know their name.
I’ve never spoken to them before, is this a game?
The more I think about it, the more frightened I become.
For, what is their purpose, do they even have one?
Are they doing this strictly for laughs?
I don’t find it funny at all, and they need to know that.
Okay, Okay, Melissa, just calm down.
Perhaps, they are just clowning around.
Just keep your eye on them, for a little while.
And when they glance your way, put on a fake smile.
Kill them with kindness, is what I suggest.
You’ll find that always works best.
Although, your guard will still be raised.
They will not know, you are onto their mysterious ways.
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