I don't need your words to feel the pain
I'm not like you, I'm hardly vain
But you tease and you poke
You think it's all a joke
But to me it's more
My emotions are sore
My eyes are raw from crying
And inside I'm slowly dying
But you laugh away and care not for me
Because causing me pain seems to give you glee
So I wish you well on your path to failure
While I take my brighter path that may be a bit paler
Than what it could be
If you hadn't bullied me
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