I went to school,
wanting to learn.
Instead of friends,
I just got burned.
I wasn't the fastest,
or even the smartest.
I sat in the back,
next to the kid with the glasses
First came the names,
I thought was a joke.
but the mood all changed,
internally I choked.
When the games were played,
I was picked last,
standing by myself,
it was always a laugh.
Names grew meaner,
as tall as the lad,
the hits came with it
I knew it was bad.
Black followed blue,
on covered up arms.
Didn't show my teacher,
I was afraid of the harms.
I had few friends
and they didn't even know.
The torture, that beset me,
hidden down below.
Each day, home from school,
I cried in my room.
Isolated and degraded,
Embedded in my tomb.
No one would be believe,
No teacher or a friend,
Had no where to turn to,
Felt like the end.
Teen life was a disaster,
living in solitary.
Wanted to change my life,
I joined the military.
Part 2 of 4.
