Bullies
I've been bullied my entire life.
I couldn't stop them from hurting me emotionally and mentally.
They played me like a xylophone
and flew me like a kite.
I screamed, I cried. But I just
wasn't good enough of a dark skinned girl to please them. No matter how hard I tried.
I'm the friendliest girl you'll
ever meet. I am honest, funny
and a good person. But they continued to laugh at me and
made me feel worthless and my blood slowly began to heat.
Sad sack, pitiful, problematic bastards is what I wanted to
call them. But I couldn't bring
my smashing self to, even of
those idiots were complete
hazards.
But slowly in the end I learned
that bullies are just like everybody else. They feel, they hunger, they have dreams like ours of
unicorns and wealth.
So when your bully tries knock
you down and make you feel
like shit. Remember that
their poop probably stinks
more than yours. Because
they're only human, just like you. Just like you all year round.
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