"Dad, am I ugly or fat?" I asked.
"No your perfect!" He smiled.
The next day I got beat up. Again I wrote a letter wet with tears.
Dear Mr. Bully,
I asked my dad.
He said I'm perfect.
You think different.
Same with today.
Call me names and hurt me.
What did I do to you, Luke?
I don't remember doing anything to you.
I only had a crush on you.
Maybe it's gone....
