Bullies,bullies

What have you become of me?

I'm not the girl you think you see.

I go home and cry.

I sometimes wish to die.

It's funny how much your words hurt.

You make me feel like dirt.

I have demons deep inside.

There are feelings I choose to hide.

It's not just the smile I fake.

It's the risks that I take.

Bullies,bullies

Why can't you see that you're hurting me?

Why can't I just be free?

Is it really that funny?

Is this what people do for money?

Bullies,bullies

Do you know what it feels like to be suicidal?

It's okay I still have respect for my rivals.

Bullies,bullies

Look what you've done to me!

A/N: OMG THIS BOOK IS(was) #257 IN POETRY I HOPE I MAKE IT TO THE TOP 100'S

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