Echoing Voices
The Bully
I hear their ugly words, echoing in my head.
Ugly…Worthless…Nobody… I wish you were dead!
Words cut deep, can’t you see?
They affect others as well as me.
For what reason do you have to tease?
Can I be myself, pretty please?
Your constant abuse keeps me on my knees.
You are always bullying the boys that are alone,
Just for having an identity of their own.
I say words don’t hurt as I speak of your dirt,
But in your words, I seem to be more and more,
An ugly, worthless, nobody that you seem to ignore.
I am left lonely and broken as my mind is just soakin
Words that make me feel dreadful and fearful as my eyes are so tearful.
I am a prisoner of my mind because
A bully’s gesture has made me blind!
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