Bullying

Could you feel their stares,

Burning through your back?

 

Could you hear their whispers,

That stopped as you turned the corner?

 

Could you see their collective disgust,

When you entered a room?

 

Could you sense their outright hatred,

Of all your differences?

 

I believe you must have,

Or you would still be here with me today.

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