HATING THINGS

I hate

morning interval,

lunchtime eating,

afternoon break,

people looking and jokes they make.

I hate

P.E. lesson because I can’t kick ball

like lads here.

Crazy teacher howls, ‘Nicu, Nicu, Nicu!

Some do fouls on my legs

with purpose.

I hate

P.E. showers because

I don’t want

them

seeing

my naked.

I hate

Dan and crew doing cock helicopters

near to my face,

slapping my arse with towel.

I can’t to scream

cry

freak

run out of the place.

That would

tell crew

I’m the easy prey.

I hate

the day someone put note

on no-hope table:

Brexit!!!

I hate

being target board for

their every

dart.