PUZZEL PIECE
WRITTEN BY ELLIOT BUSH
The little boy sits and looks at the puzzel piece
he wonders why this piece doesn't fit in
he says to himself my life is like a puzzel
i don't fit in with anyone
my friends who say are my friends tease me
my teachers who like me make fun of me
and the whole world is out to get me
hold me down i can't stand the yelling
I try to ingnore it but it's right there pushing my face into it
those viscous smiles after one hits me
the watery tears falling down my cheek
the black eye that i have to ignore and lie to my mom and say i fell
i can't do it anymore live a fantasy life
i am only 5 and allready i have problems
You steal my lunch
you beat me senseless
you expect me to be calm and not restless
I told you I can't live a lie
tonight I won't cry
I won't scream
I'll fight back
for all the missing puzzel pieces that don't fit.