Two Years and Counting

It has been two years since I set foot in this horrible place. I spent two long years waiting for the day for that I can be able to look at this place and not break down. Now after those two years I have come back stronger and unrecognizable. The bullies that used to torture me now are looking to me like competition or a new chick to sleep with. My old friends look at me and see nothing but a new student. My parents study me for signs of a relapse. And I watch them all looking for a good time to start my pay back. Who knows maybe this time I will have a have a chance to make an impact for those that follow.