‘Look,
Look,
There she walks,
A poor weakling,
Big eyes,
Braced teeth,
The school nerd,
A disappointment,
Waste of air,
She should just die!’
They said.
Did it hurt?
They hoped it did.
But,
These words I’ve heard all too well,
That was me!
At one point or the other
The outcast
But never was I once ashamed
Now I stand tall
And will forever tell the tale.
The girl who was one the fable
Is now their zeal
My lips could never be sealed
And my pen
Will never slip!
~The_Bona-fide.Scholar
~•Ephemeral embrace•~ 