Bullying

Violence, horror—just for kicks 
Words affecting more than stones and sticks 
Threat of being hurt mixed with primal fear 
Too scared to cry out or shed a single tear 

Sit at the back hoping that this is the day 
When my superhero comes to sweep me far away 
Floating in fantasy dreams, till the recess sounds 
And the pack start to follow like hungry bloodhounds 

Even a teacher smiled at them, condoning them secretly 
As if to approve of their actions to me 
Cowering inwardly, hoping it’s just a nightmare 
Feeling naked and vulnerable, embarrassed and bare 

The only way to survive is to feel nothing at all 
Whilst the class tease and taunt, to make me feel small 
Why me? I ask, do I really deserve this? 
I fall deeper and deeper into my nightmare abyss

GA Price