The "Other Girl"

And the play gets better and better,
Caitlin’s harassing gets worse and worse.
She’s moved up from calling me Ernestina
To just flat out calling me a whore,
And turning almost everyone,
Except Hayley and Aubrey,
Against me.

I can’t walk down the halls
Without people giving me glares,
Or calling me names,
Or telling me to “get my own boyfriend.”

I try to not let it hurt me,
But sometimes, I can’t help
But go home and cry.
It really worries Dad.