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Casting
I hide inside my own memories,
Because they are a horror film,
Of a life I once had. The bullied.
The frightening lines echo in my ears.
Now the film is playing again;
And I've been casted yet again.
I have stared down the enemy.
The one that used to haunt me.
The one that made me scared to speak.
Now I'm the one haunting.
The one making others afraid to speak.
Now I'm the enemy. The bully.
Because they are a horror film,
Of a life I once had. The bullied.
The frightening lines echo in my ears.
Now the film is playing again;
And I've been casted yet again.
I have stared down the enemy.
The one that used to haunt me.
The one that made me scared to speak.
Now I'm the one haunting.
The one making others afraid to speak.
Now I'm the enemy. The bully.
Published 18th May 2013
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