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Jan 2018
Back in time, bullying me was a trend
Isolation was my friend
I was an alien in my home world
But the structure of the student embodiment made me wanna hurl
I was tired though
Tired of the hidden bruises
Tired of which one chooses whom to roast me next
Tired of being persecuted
One day i snapped and fought back
I didn’t care if the next ******* was skinny or fat
All i wanted to do was hear someones bones snap
The bad crowd became my friend
Me bullying became a trend
For some reason i thought i had something to prove
Looking towards the bullies to see if they approve
I could of just said *******
But it would just be back to square one too
I had a broken halo showing my morals
I had devilish decisions in most of my quarrels
One day i stood in front of someone
I thought it was just gonna be another one-on-one
But when he looked at me
All he could see was the monster inside of me
He got on his knees and cried
It was like looking at a mirror
What I’ve been doing never been clearer
I saw myself
What i thought kept me strong
Was just something morally wrong
JD
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