Let me start off by saying I was a victim,
I was beat down and taken advantage of,
Three girls, those were my bullies
Physically, emotionally abusive.
I was told that I'm black and ugly,
I was told that I'm fat and pudgy,
So I started starving myself I was so sick,
Nobody understood why I looked the way I did,
Inside I could feel it...going tick, tick
I had no friends, I was the new kid in school,
I was lonely so my mind was racing to conclusions,
In the halls all three kept on bumping into me,
Suicidal thoughts, those kept my company,
I was living a lie because all I did was smile,
What was I to be happy about? When nobody will even walk me down the aisle. . . . .