First day at school; I was just four
Sat myself down in front of a door
‘Close your eyes, we’ve got candy’ they said
I got my mouth filled with sand instead

I got friends when I was six
I wasn’t aware of evil tricks
‘There was something I had to see’
They just beat the hell outta me

I was eight and still so innocent
When bullying me became a trend
Time and time I played along
I started to realize I didn’t belong

I became ten and something snapped
All the walls my head had slapped
I realized this treatment was unfair
I started to act like I didn’t really care

When I got twelve I had a new start
But for no reason it was ripped apart
I fought along, I screamed, I cried
If it was up to me, I would have died

I became fourteen (I hoped it ended there)
I cut my wrist and blackened my hair
Misunderstood, lonely and broken
Killed by the words the bullies had spoken

I’m sixteen now and I still can’t see
Why these kids were after me
I blame myself, vainly trying to hide
For the deep carved past inside