I can hear my name
Echoed, over and over again
In that sarcastic humilifying tone,
that leaves tears in your eyes.
I can hear my name
Echoing through the hallways,
next to things i never said,
Rumours that overpower my will.
More people leaving your heart feeling useless,
Leaving you feeling weak, worthless,
and overpowered.
I can hear my name
followed by laughter
from people once my friends.
Should a small child have to run home crying,
because of the bullies,
that fill their mind?
I did,
because it was a normal thing.
My name,
went from a proud lable,
to an insult
that is permanently with me
forever.
