by Ritika @ritika
Those were harsh nights, I cried every time.
I was timid and All I could do was scowl.
They picked me They hated me!
I was no male I was no female. I was other!
I was other! And now I am no more.
I am lost inside me. I don't have any good memories,
but all "Bully".
Bully! Yeah! Now, I will tell you!
I have this pen and words overflowing.
This enrich me As I cherish those unpleasant days.
They made me who I am today. They gave me power to create,
A Masterpiece! Thumbs up, Bully! I have not learned to regret.
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