Poem from social awareness project

*just wanted it with all my other poems.

The beating
I'm not gay i say!
Slap
Slam
Slip
Still
Survive
The horrible Beating.
My heart is racing
fast as can be
as the boys all start laughing at me.
They hear a teacher,
they
run as fast as they can, to get away from me.
I sit there still, but the room spinning around me.
I hear a young women
"Are you ok"
But i can't answer, the blood from my nose is dripping down to my mouth, my lips feel like they can't open, i was to hurt to even start to cry.
I managed to open my mouth
the only words that came out were
"Help."