Bully
My heart is a fragile piece of glass

Fighting not to be broken
Crouching in corners and cowering in the stalls

All alone and can hear a pin drop
I walk in the halls with my head down

The only way through evil is to not look it in the eye
The laughs and giggles are like bees swarming

Stinging me with their sharp words
If I’m quiet enough they might not know I’m there

But when I speak they tear at me like lions and I’m the prey
The warning bell is a reminder

For the monsters to go back into hiding


“Fatty.” they whisper as I walk past them
The thought almost drives me to insanity

As I stare at a mirror picking out my flaws


Retard, nerd, suck-up
The new generation of name-calling

Being updated year after year


Bully
Is the name people don’t say

If you do, you might be next with the hundreds of names of victims
The names are like bullets

Unable to escape the enveloping number of weaponry
Telling the teachers would just make it worse

They would know that I told
My parents would be disappointed
In the person I’ve become
Interrogating me about why I don’t have any friends over
The answer is always the same
I’m just too tired

But I am guilty of avoidance
Middle school is a prison

With no way out
My fragile heart is broken

With no one to put the pieces back in place