but all they did was follow me, hurt me, traumatized me and tormented me.
My heart beared the pain, but believed that they would go away soon,
But each and everyday, they broke me so easily
I tried to stay strong
And build up some courage,
Stitch the wounds,
And forget the damage.
They dug deeper and deeper inside of me,
to strike the spots they knew would hurt me best.
They won, they conquered,
they succeeded in leaving me distressed.
So in the end, I have learned that in this world
there are many people with tender hearts that are being shattered and emptied,
and i am amongst those crying souls
one of them who have been bullied.
By Rummya Yohaseharan
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