Dear Bully,
You've made my life
A living hell.
You judged me without even
Trying to get to know me.
It started on the day I
Walked into the classroom.
Before I knew it,
I started to believe
Everything you told me.
You made my mind like
A prison cell;
I'm too scared to say what
I really think about
The society we live in.
Because of you,
My mirror tells me obscene truths.
I see anything but beauty.
Instead, I see my flaws.
They all pop out at me
And attack me with their presence.
It's your fault that whenever
I'm alone, I'm constantly worrying
If my friends actually care,
Or if they just pity me.
You caused me to keep quiet
When all I wanted to do is
Scream, screech, shout and shriek.
But you never knew my pain.
You never cared.
I was your punching bag.
If only you had known
What I was really going through,
Would you have stopped?
I guess we'll never know.
Sincerely,
The girl who almost
ended her own life.
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