My name*

My name* I Was hurt by words so mean, Bullied and teased,It wasn't a dream. Words cut deep and left a scar Pain that lingered,near and far. A friend, betrayed manipulated by the crowd, But now she's back with tears, allowed. I forgave and forgot the pain. We are friends again,a bond that's gained. I'm surrounded by hate with no one on my side, Others whisper, what a mean strike. I speak up against hurtful words so cold, Teacher's anger a extra weight to hold. But poetry, my haven, my heart's retreat, A talent that heals my soul to greet. Stories unfold like a secret dream. Talents hidden suppressed it would seem. Bullies words once broke me, left me low. But now i'm strong with a voice that glow. I stand for myself no longer afraid, Sarcasm's shield , a defense i've made. I'm an Extrovert lost now found, Introverts mask , a protective bound. But still I speak with a voice , so clear A phoenix risen, no longer held in fear. This new friend,a gift so true Time spent together memories anew I'm learning to express to let go to stand tall and let my spirit glow "My name*" -Aria lune