standing tall

they tell me i am too quiet,

i never say a word,

even when they make fun of me ,

i stay silent , pretent i never herd .

they talk about the way i look,

and how my shoes dont fit my feet,

this went on every day ,

with everyone i would meet .

my school yard was a war zone ,

i was always the enemy,

i would try to protect myself ,

from the forces that may be .

i would call out for my mother ,

hopeing that she would come,

they mock me and kick me ,

until they were finely done .

but as the years go by it got easer ,

i am now tall and strong ,

they say time heals all wounds ,

why do my wounds take so long.

so today i turned 18,

and i dont think anobody cares,

today i am a grown man ,

i wonder in this life am i prepared.

but i will do the best i can, 

because that´s all i can give 

i will try to be a happy man,

a happy man in life i will live.

so all you teaserd and bully´s,

no more do i worry about you,

i was a boy bit now a man ,

no thanks to you .

so goodby all you begrudgers,

you tryied to bring me down,

but i stood tall like the man i am ,

it´s no wonder you all frown .

i was born a dreamer,

and a dreamer i am today ,

if you cant  dream what you want in life ,

then you´ll dream your life away .

writen 

by 

paul o carroll