♛~· 𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 ·~♝ 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜.𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍. 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎 : 𝙾𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸’𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢. 𝙸𝚏 𝙸’𝚖 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎.
𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 : 𝙰𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝙸’𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝙸’𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸’𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 ,𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎, 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝.
𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 : 𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘, 𝙸’𝚖 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢.
Stop, please just stop... Ever since you stepped into my life, All I see are eyes surrounding me, looking at me in disgust. I have an awful reputation all because of you. Are you pleased with the outcome?
All you do is target innocent people and make our lives a living hell. You wear a mask so people around you don’t see your true colours. You’re the predator and we’re your preys, right? Out of everyone, why did you choose me?
I feel like I’m your puppet and you’re my puppet master, Controlling me, doing these horrible things to me in front of everyone, like it’s a puppet show. The audience won’t stop to help, all they do is clap for more just for their entertainment.
I want it to stop, all of it but, I know you’ll keep coming back, to torment me again. Why don’t you understand that I’m just like you and you’re just like me, humans? Was this all worth it? Was my pain your happiness?
Do you know you don’t look good when you’re trying to make me look bad? Blowing out my candle doesn’t make yours shine any brighter. Pulling me down will never make you reach the top. Do you know that it hurts? Do you know that all of this could drive me to end my life?
I’m done. I’m done being your puppet. I’ve cut the strings you’ve put on me to control me. I’ve cut you out of my life. It has finally stopped. But, you’re still here.
You’ll always remain a part of me and I have to endure it all. The painful scars and bruises you left on my fragile body. All those horrendous memories are now engraved in my brain and I can’t seem to get them out. I was a victim of bullying.