Sitting there all alone under that tree, no friends at all, only me....
The bullies, I've let them get into my head, I can't help but crying, what can I do instead?
My soul has been starved and has now disappeared, standing GRAND wasn't exactly crystal clear,
if I would have known what that was back then, my life would be better, just nicer and lived.
Right now I'm still a mess, but building myself up, I can do this, to them I WILL stand up!!!
I will not let them phase me, no way, not at all, I don't care if I'm fragile, I don't care if I'm small, I'm here to stand GRAND and now I must...
Suicide is no longer an option, and for that I trust,
"Starve a bully, feed your soul, stand GRAND."
~Vincent Castronovo.
