I think we all may have dealt with something like this poem I wrote. You may not be the best athlete but you get hounded in PE by those over-competitive jocks if you don’t do something right. Wah wah. I got this idea earlier today and it all just flowed to me. Sorry if it’s kind of badly-written or boring, but this is what I got. Please give constructive criticism for this if you have any. Thanks.

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You yell at me

And my friends.

You scream and whine and

Punch things.

The reason?

Because I didn’t kick the ball.

You say

That I am a sore loser

Who doesn’t deserve to walk this Earth.

That ‘people like me’

Don’t do any good for our school

Because I can’t kick a little ball.

I was such a wuss

When the ball flew toward me

So I ducked

(I’m addicted to mended bones,

Sorry.)

If I had tried kicking

You would have yelled at me anyway

So what’s the difference?

Your social enemy was on the other team

And I let him drown in glory

And made you look like a loser

Because I didn’t kick a piece of rubber

So that makes me the loser.

Over the years we have known each other

You ridiculed me,

My friends,

And anyone below your status.

You didn’t care about us in the first place

Why care if we kick the ball or not?

Will your game matter in ten years?

Will you hate me forever?

For making you look like a failure

For breaking your winning record

For ruining your chances at the Olympics

Because I didn’t kick the ball?

Well, I say whatever.

Because my own life matters in ten years

My chance at being a college graduate is what matters.

The environment matters in ten years

So do dying AIDs victims,

People fighting in war

And the extinction of earth itself.

So I didn’t kick your stupid ball

I really don’t care.

So I didn’t win the Tournament that is P.E. class.

What, you mean you’re still mad about it,

After two weeks?

So I didn’t kick the ball…

Big deal.

Now shut up about it already.

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Ok, that was bad wasn’t it? Thanks for reading. Reviews are nice.