Why?
Why?Why do you hurt me?
What did I do?
Is it because I’m smaller than you?
I play the piano but that can’t be why.
Is it my singing? I really do try.
Perhaps it’s because of the way I look?
Or is it because I read a book?
When we were together, I used to smile
And weren’t we the very best friends for a while?
I try to be brave but sometimes I cry.
I say I’m okay- well, that’s just a lie.
Mummy can see that a friendship’s gone bad.
We have a hug and a chat and I don’t feel so sad.
By Katie Brennan, Year 3
Halterworth Primary School
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