Bullied

She hides her face as she walks in.

She cries at night alone in her room. 

Her eyes beg for help, but her mouth says no. 

This happens everyday, yet no one cares. 

They scream and shout.

At night she can she can still hear their harsh word that burn scars into her skin...

 

She cried for help, but no one noticed,

And now she's gone burried deep down. 

Finally, at peace. 

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