WHY ME?

I was just an innocent child,

Quiet, timid and emotionally mild,

Showing kindness and compassion to anyone,

I don't know why I was bullied by everyone.

Their teasing and behaviour cut like a knife,

To a point where it ended up consuming my life,

Each morning I cried a river to my mum,

Knowing another day of torment and cruelty had come.

I'd say I felt sick and couldn't go to school today,

In desperation I gave excuses so at home I could stay,

Why was it me they had chosen to taunt?

This was confusing and upon my mind it would haunt.

I would wonder whether I did something wrong,

I felt like I didn't have anywhere to belong,

Especially when the teachers started to join in,

Now both students and teachers were bullying.

It all finally took a complete toll on me,

I started suffering from depression and anxiety,

My family had to get involved as my defense,

Due to the bullying becoming violently intense.

I was just an innocent child,

Quiet, timid and emotionally mild,

Showing kindness and compassion to anyone,

I don't know why I was bullied by everyone.

©Poetic Anita ashwini Shea 2015