beady Eyes that look me up and down a smirk strung on those vile Lips staring a little longer watching me shrink back in fear in shame
the Tongue slides over the parted Lips uttering Words that strike me down pin me to the ground
streaming eyes and hands that tremble all night those were days the heart was too heavy eyes too cloudy to behold any silver lining
these days, though, dear bullies my stormy eyes would just stare back stonily your words would do me no more harm than pinpricks and your hands that dare touch ....
beware of Me