Was I an easy target, is that why your cruel,
Just because you can hurt, there is no written rule.
You may hinder my day, but you don't cause grief,
My size you put down, or my choice of belief.
Was I an easy target, why me you did choose,
Names you do call me, to give me the blues.
You may hinder my day, but I will not cry,
My poetry you put down, or my pictures you try.
Was I an easy target, why you think it's right,
The words aimed to hurt, from morning to the night.
You may hinder my day, but hurt me no longer,
My things you put down, have made me grow stronger.
S Walker wonderful poem!!!
H Mann very emotional, lovely piece of writing Craig
L Robertson Nice one Craig... and good on you. None of us is immune to bullying. x