Why

This poem is asking why people have to make fun of me

Why may I ask
Why do you make fun of me
Why call me names and
Repeatively call me dumb.

I may not be smart like you
But I know that I am not dumb
There are many people in this world
And everyone is different
Not one is the same.

There are three different types of people in this world
There are people who don't have to try and do good
One of those people are you
Then there are people who try and do good
Then there are people who try
And they don't get anywhere
and one of those people is me.

So once again
Why,may I ask
Why do you make fun of me
Is it because I am different
Sorry to tell you but everyone is different
So I think you can stop
Stop the names and
Repeatively calling me dumb
Please it hurts me so much.