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The New Me


I pray to God each and every day

that the bullies will soon go away.

Pushing and shoving me through the halls

Others staring at me, watching me as I fall.

 

No one is confident enough to make a sound

Scared of the bullies because they are all around.

Holding me under water so that I can't breathe

Showing me just how powerful they can be.

Taking away the personality that was me

and turning it into something that I dont want to see.

 

What I wonder is why me,

they dont know me or my story.

It hurts so much to be a target of the bully,

practicing their cruel ways on me.

 

I always wonder was it my fault

for them to come after me with no halt.

Should I change who i am

or should I learn to take a stand?

 

Time to stand up and make a sound

No more Silence, make noise all around.

The sun is shining bright

and the dark clouds are out of sight.

 

This is my time to make a mark

to let my fireworks make a spark.

The big finally is what everyone wants to se

Well thats the new person I chose to be, not the bully.

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