Numb (bullied)

Go ahead and pull that strand of hair remaining
Kick me on my lower spine once more
Give the doctor's more work to do
as needles and threads become their fixation

Converse on how awful I look again,
of how my plaid shirt don’t articulate my eccentric pants
Point your fingers and make it well known
and laugh among your group of so-called friends

Show no shame empowered by your glory
Make me your yearbook memory
Whisper things I can easily put in words
For your eyes do tell a painful story

Blame me for your depressing life
Write your name across my forehead
Let it be known I am your enemy,
that you hate and truly despise

Let me be another innocent prey,
that gets pitied on for living
Ridicule me for being different
and remind me from day to day

I don’t feel anything as they come
For the same wound constantly re-opens
See me different from what God have created
and leave me forever feeling numb

-Amanda