At night,
The old bullies somehow awaken.
They tease me,
Put me down,
Hurt me,
Make me feel worthless.
I can't help but look at the messages,
Try to defend myself,
But in the end all I do-
Is hurt myself.
At night,
The old bullies somehow awaken.
They tease me,
Put me down,
Hurt me,
Make me feel worthless.
I can't help but look at the messages,
Try to defend myself,
But in the end all I do-
Is hurt myself.