Here is a poem I made about my brother's accident, in which he split his head open.
Ouch
It wasn't my fault
You hit
Your head
You shouldn’t have ran
It cracked like an egg.
I guess I'm still sorry
For being the trigger
Just don’t be so stupid
And you won’t have to beg.
Bleeding and crying
Healed up you are now
But now you have become
Harry Potter.
