Wherever I go, it really doesn't matter
I hear merciless insults that make my mind shatter
It's impossible for me to escape
While they make fun of my hair, face, and shape

"Stop, stop it!" I scream
The feeling is so horrible, I wish it was a dream
Because then these words would stop
I would wake up yelling for my mom and pop
They'd come and comfort me, saying it's all okay
But in reality, the abuse will never go away

"Tell someone" is what I should do
It would all stop if someone, anyone knew
But the truth is I'll hear these things until I'm dead
Since it's really hard to ignore what's in my head

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