Bullying

I am the child that can't catch the ball And runs with an awkward gait. I am the one chosen last on the team And I cringe as I stand there and wait. I am the child with whom no one will play -- The one that gets bullied and teased. I try to fit in and I want to be liked, But nothing I do seems to please.I’ve had a rough life with bullying for my disability’s no one at my school ever likes playing with me and if they let me they push me away. I am the child who hides in the shade, Away from the taunts and the jeers. I dream of a world where I'm not afraid, And laughter's not tainted by tears. In the mirror, I see what they see, A target for cruel words and scorn. But inside, there's a spirit yearning to be free, A heart that's battered yet refuses to be broken.

I am the child who hides in the shade, Away from the taunts and the jeers. I dream of a world where I'm not afraid, And laughter's not tainted by tears. In the mirror, I see what they see, A target for cruel words and scorn. But inside, there's a spirit yearning to be free, A heart that's battered yet refuses to be broken.