don't pick me
not now not first
don't notice me please
let me fit in
this time this once
don't pick me last
don't single me out
keep my head down
don't volunteer
don't ask please not me
don't make me different
don't make me wear that
don't make me go there
don't make me change it
don't' single me out
tease me
embarrass me
not here, not now
in front of my friends
they are shamed for me
they leave me here
alone, bullied, teased
singled out and different
let me go unnoticed
let me fly
under the radar
24 August 2008
© Cynthia Ryder
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I don't feel like this poem now but on reading it I could relate to times during my childhood - particularly regards sports. I didn't read this as bullying but just a wanting to shrink inside sometimes as a child. Can see the bullying aspect as well though once I read the tag. As a business woman with Event Planning I used to organize those craft shows you attended. The outdoor ones at Mactaquac were tough ! Barbara J. Gill
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