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I, was 8, I was blind, to all the bullying that has sucombe to me,
I cannot come to tell the story but,
I can however show the aftermath of my life,
I am not a normal boy. I have a friend, he carries a knife
for me, to protect me.

I write to my journal, my friends, i am a smart child,
as i am told by everyone.
I cannot sleep at night dreaming that day.
The day, the day that i shall forever pay
the debt, cold lonely child.

I was taken, my childhood, i was removed and forced,
I was forced to do things that should not be done,
I know now, i cannot be blind to that again
I just keep feeling the pain,
I had to submit to everything, i was forced.

To have no choice over life,
To have no choice of love,
To have no choice over anything
To have a choice on crying
To not have that choice, that was my life.

My final word to you, i do not sleep,
I cannot. I sit in corners, in the shadows i remain,
There is no set rythm to my life, i do as told
I must remain as i am, sold,
To the slavery of bullying, i set myself to a permanant sleep.