My soul used to be lively

My soul used to be sweet

My kindness used to be so infectious

It could make birds instantly tweet

But the minute I got picked on

In a place that was supposed to be safe

I started to act like a beast

Who quickly ran out of his cave

I started to push haters to the ground

Whenever they tried to physically hurt me

And even when the teachers told me not to

I said I had to punish them to some degree

When I stopped doing that

I started to develop a short fuse

Where I would shut people down

Which left every bully with an emotional bruise

And even to this day

I still do this

Even though it’s not bliss

I’ll alwsts deal with haters my way