Is something wrong with me?
Am I defective? Am I a freak?
When did living become a crime?
Or am I just too weak?

Spitting remarks, their words were poison
Slashing scars deep in my heart.
Hidden behind a fake smile,
While within, I am falling apart.

Sure I’m different, unique and special,
But I’m only human!
A punch, a name, everything hurts.
Like I’m a toy for them to ruin.

Tears flowing, scars growing,
Can anyone help? Does anyone care?
I just want a friend!
Is the world really that unfair?

Battered, bruised and bleeding
I had to find some support
I couldn’t take their torment anymore!
This was my last resort.




Like a magnet, I was drawn to them
They listen when I speak,
Hug me, stand up for me and so much more!
To them, I am not a freak.

Through their guidance, I went to a teacher,
With my heart in my throat
To explain to him,
How I managed to get blood on my coat.

My life is improving, of this I am sure,
Even when I wanted to scream!
I swallowed my shyness and asked for help
Stayed strong and kept my dreams.

I can never forget what they put me through
Stained with an eternal emotional scar.
But how we survive,
Is what makes us who we are.