What do we know of how she may feel?

A bully never helps one heal


We know none of who she is

Not once heard of where she’s been

Why is it we put her down?

Do we like to see her frown?

Sometimes hidden, we’ll never see

The effect a bully has on me


Identifying with her fears

Having been shut out by all peers

A silly joke, a laugh or two

What is this?

Not so new


Attacking one’s self

Their character, where they stand

No one reaching out to their hand,

A surfaced judgement


Lacking confidence, no longer as secure

Bully, this is no cure




A reflection, some remain numb

For shallowest words sink so deep,

If you can see don’t let it be

Remind yourself, How do I feel about me?