Yoona

“Hey, dork!” I think this sounds familiar
Like the “Hey, ugly duckling!” that’s quite vulgar.
“You’re not good enough!” So and so…
But I got used to it. So, what’s new?

How many tears have I shed soaking my pillow?
But I couldn’t cry out loud, I silently wallow.
How many times I wished death to take me?
Perhaps misfortune graced me, I couldn’t break free.

Their words bounded me like hot chains,
It sentenced me to a life imprisonment
And I thought I couldn’t run away.
Battles after battles I strived until I triumphed finally.

Scars remained; they still pain me today.
This tragedy doesn’t’ just happen in movies I must say.
It ain’t old-fashioned, neither obsolete,
It gets worse in time, infesting the weak.

Don’t wait for a savior, redeem yourself
The bullies know no laws, they made god themselves.
So, it dawned on me, why tremble in front of them
When I can crush them too. I must face them.