Poetry

You Don't Know What I Suffer

by Anna L., Age 12 , Grade 7, Easton Middle School, Easton, MD USA
Teacher: Mrs. Stinson

You Don’t Know What I Suffer

You don’t know what I suffer.

Actually, no one does.

Not my mother, my father,

Or even my brother.

 

I have come a long way,

But little did I know.

Little did I know what?

I cannot elucidate, okay?

 

Little did I know how cursed I was.

That my life is a cycle of failure.

Crashing down upon me,

Waves with noxious suds.

 

Death has rapped on my door.

More than once, you see.

Already 5 times!

Who knows when there will be more!

 

So stop your grousing,

You have a life like Queen Aggravain’s.

“Well, so do you”, you say.

No I don’t, my life is interminable pain.

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