BULLY ME NOT Since I was young, I was deemed an outcast. Their words came at me at full blast. Talking to me like I’m being harassed, They thought I was weak, what a dumbass. Their bullying pierced me But I ignored it with glee. Telling me I’m weird and gay Because they have nothing good to say. The agonizing pain in my heart; The anxiety that was about to start; The faucet behind my eyes turned; The confidence that they burned. A cruel and bitter feeling, My words flying across the ceiling. “Bully me not” I say, “Shut up and someday you’ll pay”.
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