MY TRANSFORMATION
My Transformation
Fatso, porky big boy
They treated me like a toy
No regards that my feelings were destroyed
Maybe it was a ploy
Years and years I dealt with the pain
It was very hard to maintain
The bullying made me want to fight
Even Though I knew it wasn't right
It took me years to lose the weight
Now they all think I’m great
Even the bullies want to be my friend
But I would never be able to pretend
Now I’m fit, trim and popular
Mess with me now, and I’ll go for the jugular
Fatso, porky big boy
They treated me like a toy
Applying for scholarships to finish school
Graduating in 2020 will be so cool
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