April 7, 2013
I lie, crying and in pain.
Hurt by peers because I’m not the same.
Different, alone, and a stain on society.
I know, I’m different, but not alone, and not a stain.
Bullies is what they’re called.
Brave is what I’m called.
And in my heart I’m amazing.

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