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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