You can not run away
no where to hide
the voices loud, harsh
not easy to ignore
You always try to do your best
always sweet always kind
the demons haunt you anyways
they always favor your type
You tend to seek the best in others
you try to find the gold
hidden sometimes deep within
the darkest of souls
How can you fight back
your kind words of no use here
your crushed and battle worn
the worst is yet to come,
you know as darkness falls
You prepare for the the onslaught
the verbal abuse to abound
the words thrown at you, not your own
but the chorus of many around you
Alone in the dark, the least likely warrior
prepares for the battle a new
to bad no one is there on your side
only you, only you
And as your head hits the pillow
another sleepless night
the bully you fight, the demon; your plight
is the voice in the back of your mind...
It tells you you're ugly
not special, not fine
it digs up your excuses
it splits them in kind
It sounds like your mother, your brother,you Dad
it sounds like your 5th grade teacher, telling you again that your bad
it keeps every hurtful statement, it finds every sore spot to be had
it keeps you from sleeping, from fighting and sad
Paralyzed from the inside
not hope of reprieve
how can one escape
when the demon, the bully, the evil
it dwells in your mind
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