The bullying years they won’t go away
Laughter and jeers, that hurt every day.
Hard to forget wish I knew why
My sadness combined with tears that won’t dry.
It wasn’t me, I’ve realized that now
Never fit it in; I wanted somehow
On Sunday nights, I sobbed on in dread
fearing the weeks so inside I’m dead.
The bullying years, where no one showed love
To wake up in tears, completely shook up,
Still have no friends, afraid now to trust
I have stayed away, I simply now must.