To my bully I’m not scared of ya
Got no more tears to run for ya
Black eye after name calling I find I start to smile noticing You’re running out of ideas
And days

I eat my lunch before I go to school anyways
I’ve been plotting your demise for a whole semester.
Knowing your mom is there but to busy to listen to ya
and your dad dosent truley care for ya...
Even better
I could snap my fingers and your world would shatter
I could speak and could let demons enter your mind
I could drop my bag and go toe to toe with ya
But...
I see ... how fun you have calling me “ugly”
I see.. you keep me around and check on me cause u really want to be someone’s focus and trust me you have mine

You take my lunch cause you dont eat much
How I love the rings around my eyes cause one day you will see I was the only person that truley cared

...I love you

P.S. I’ll be there at your graduation you can count on it