I get picked on,
But nobodys perfect,
This must be some kind of sick joke,
But your not worth it.
Running through my head,
The thoughts everyday,
Nobody cares that im running away.
Does anybody know that im here?
Shall I keep living on in fear?
But now im stronger than ever before,
Who would of thought I could of walked out the door?
Im ready to stand up to my fears,
Their going to be the ones in tears.
Im going to be the one who smiles,
Standing up forever,
Making my time worth while.





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I like the way you managed to keep it rhyming without making it go bad. Very good
