I love writing poems according to life events
When I Was Bullied
I wasn't even able to make a sound.
Sometimes one of them would nag,
Saying they weren't using me properly like a punching bag.
I wish I could have hit them back,
But I was scared they could have made another attack.
Even if I had cried out loud,
I still wouldn’t have been found.
I felt my anger growing stronger,
But that anger I have no longer.
I sit in the corner and cry,
Just asking myself why?
They would say, “You’re ugly and fat, and that’s all you’ll ever be,
I ask myself, do they know what trouble they have caused me.
I could cover up the bruises, scars and hurt too,
Just know that I could never forgive you for what you have put me through.
I had no friends because they had done such a good job turning them against me,
I just wished that I could have had a normal life and been free.
All those memories will never fade,
But it stopped, as I prayed!!!!!