Forever in My Mind

If I was taller would you call me giraffe?
If I was fat would you call me that?
If I was slim would you call me friend?
Or would you spew your hateful words behind my back?
You are never happy until you make fun of me,
those hateful words crush and kill me.
All I can say is at the end of the day is,
"How is it that you hate me so much,
when all I have ever done to you is nothing?"
I sit in the back of the room,
waiting for you to come, waiting for the bullying too.
You just stand there and smile at me,
I am to confused until the bell rang
and your gang jumped me hushing my screams.
I waited for you to abuse me, it hurt,
but not as much as those words.
I knew you had no soul, no heart at all,
as I stared into your cold heartless eyes, no emotions at all.
I cried in my bed, nursing my bruised body and head,
and finally it was done. No more hurt will there come,
because I am free, free to be me,
as I walk into the gates of Heaven proudly on my feet.