For the next ten minutes

I promise to tell the full and complete truth.

I promise not to mince my words,

no matter how much it hurts.

In middle school you bullied me

and I hated you.

You spread filthy lies

And gave me just enough trouble

so that I hated waking up.

I never wanted to go to school.

Because I knew you'd be busy behind my back.

Telling them I wasn't a girl

because my adam's apple stuck out funny.

Telling me my clothes weren't good enough

And that I had a big nose.

Making it so that nobody could really like me.

Making it uncool to be my friend.

I wish that my parents would have asked

how I was doing

once during those years

so I could have told them.

I tried to get an adult to help

But she didn't think it was a big deal.

I felt so empty.

And lost.

No matter what I said 

you wouldn't stop.

So I stopped talking.

Straight up took a vow of silence

in any sort of social situation.

I'm glad you stopped once we got to high school.

That was my saving grace.

I had time to find my voice again.

Sometimes I feel that people don't like me

But I'm getting better at telling myself that I'm good enough.

In case you were wondering,

I'm still fighting your lies.