Bullied
People bully and abuse me all the time,
they hurt me and call me names.
They expect me not to care.
But I do,
I want to believe that I am enough.
They bully me for knowing too much and working too hard.
But they don’t see the disability hidden beneath.
When I get home no one knows what happens to me at school,
I tell nobody how I feel.
Why would I?
They wouldn’t understand.
This is the last message I have to show,
as I am going where no one can reach me.
Let them feel guilty for what they have done,
when they lay me down to finally rest.
Goodbye.
