Please Listen..

“Where did my voice go?”

No one really cared,

as the bullies attacked me,

my friends all disappeared.

I learned to ignore the words,

in my own silence I remained.

Inside of me was in turmoil,

feeling deep pain, at the shame.

The clever ones were covert,

as they disguise the jibes.

Nevertheless, I felt each and every one,

as customarily I tried to hide.

One day I realized I was not alone;

ferociously slapped across the face,

crying, intimidated and trembling,

she handed over her phone.

She and I became friends,

now in unity we stand.

The reasons do not really matter,

a bully is the weaker one.

We realized one important lesson,

to give us back a voice.

Choose your friends very carefully,

being together is greater than one.