I thought it was finished,
the name calling and hatred.
I thought the bullies were gone,
never to be seen again.
I was wrong.
The bullies are back, but
their eyes are red and their
claws are meaner. The tigers
of my past are back ...
and they're hungry.
I spent 7 years trying to get
away from them, and now they
are back, ruining what little joy
I have. Life was never meant
to be fair.
Now I sit on the sidewalk, my
eyes red with tears, and wish
I was dead. Maybe then it will
be finally over.
I thought it was over ...
... but it had only just started.
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