My Bullies

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Each paragraph is about someone different who has helped me feel really bad about myself.



Blonde ponytail pulled tight,

Swinging into the night,

Why did you start a fight,

When you don't know what's right?


With your weird teeth and cheesy grin,

How did you let me down again?

I already felt I belonged in the bin, 

Damaging people really should be a sin.


You thought you knew it all,

But you didn't hear the call,

You made me feel so small,

And I was constantly attending a masked ball.


I had to cover and hide,

You seemed to think I'd lied,

Taking friends away to guide,

Me away from my own life.

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