PHOTOSHOOT

TO MY PAST

Stop making fun of me.
I'm not the butt of your jokes.
Why does it cause you laughing.
You don't have to be a bully and poke.
I have a broken heart
It needs gentle mending,
I just want a little more
Understanding.
The countless times
You made fun of me
Drowned me in tears,
It really does hurt me
And caused me great fear.
I don't understand
Why you think I'm so different.
I laugh and I cry
Just like you would do.
Do you stop to think
About what you're doing?
Or are you that shallow
To want to see where this is going?
Yes, my heart is broken
Too many years being ridiculed
Today in my outpouring tears
I see what you won't.
I see love and compassion
It sets me free.
A wonderful beauty
Buried deep inside of me.
I've wasted many tears
And far too many years
To continue to give in
To your bullying me here.
Today is my first day
To stand up tall
I refuse to give in,
I refuse to let myself fall.
So take your bitterness
And your jealousy too.
I'm moving on
To a much brighter view.