Unfair Life Poem by sania harris

My life is so unfair
It is worse than a spider’s
If I go to school from home
The teacher asks me “where’s your mom”
They treat me like a kid
Like I am kept for fun

In home it’s my dad
He asks me how much I got for maths
I stand there and tremble
Thinking what to say
And when I open my eye balls
I am in front of the walls

My sister comes next
She troubles me a lot
Like a dong chasing a cat
We fight and patch up
But then again she starts another fight
She complains about me
What ever I did not do
And then…
She looks at me
And smiles a wicked smile
This means I am dead

At the park; during play time
It’s Mr. Lully
The terrible bully
Once I made fun of his name
And that was the biggest mistake I made
And still now he waits for me in the park
Not to play with me
But just to bash me

My life is so unfair I everyway
Only fair is me

- 12 years old