I Know Who You Are And I Saw What You Did Poem by Therese Anne Schmidt

I know you are,
and I saw what you did.

Little sunflowers
pulled up by the root.
Just thrown aside.
As you did it, you just sighed.
It's now uproot.

I saw what you did,
And I know who you are.

On a wall, by her room,
You wrote the word, 'b*tch.'
Are you now filled with gloom?
It must her curly hair that
sends your mood into the ditch.
Does she get your face all a red bloom?

I know who you are,
And I saw what did.

Doesn't your greasy,
ugly girlfriend feel any jealousy?
The curly haired girl only sees you as a bully.
To her, you are cowardly.
You beat your girlfriend brashly?
You don't do anything bravely.

I know who you are,
And, yes, Roy,
I saw what you did.