Dear, Bully
Still Standing tall
When i was sane, did you find it amusing taunting my family name?
Or when I was on the playground
You excluded me from any of the childhood games?
Or maybe when my blood poured from the granite in my palms you cheated and won the race?
You see, I kept walking when you push me down
And when all i heard was sounds?
I picked myself up off of the ground
No matter what happens in the real world or in the street
I'll still keep moving with my headphones to the beat