You were always loud

but peaceful.

A wave crashing on the cliffs.

You were bright

but preffered to shine inward.

A flame hidden from view.

You were small

but powerful.

A single bullet.

You were troubled

but who knew?

Until the videos.

being kicked in the back-

being spit on in the hallways-

being called every name in the book.

You wanted it to end.

And then it did.