Helplessness

In shadows cast by cruel daylight's glare,

I stand, small, alone in despair,

My heart weighed down by unkind words,

By bullies' taunts, by eyes that blur.

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Through echoing halls where laughter rings,

For me, no solace, no gentle wings,

Each step's a battle, each breath a sigh,

In a world where I'm forced to comply.

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In silence, I endure, spirit worn,

Each insult a dagger, each scorn,

Dreaming of escape, of a peaceful end,

To the torment I can no longer fend.

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But in the darkest hour of my despair,

An angel appears with wings so fair,

A beacon of hope in my darkest night,

Guiding me back to the path of light.

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With gentle words and an outstretched hand,

The angel helps me understand,

That I'm not alone, not forsaken,

That my pain can be healed, not mistaken.

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With newfound courage, I stand tall,

No longer a victim to cruel thrall,

I speak out against the injustice I've faced,

To the bullies who left me disgraced.

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To the schools, I report the pain I've borne,

In hopes that no other must be torn,

Between the agony of silence and fear,

Of speaking out, shedding a tear.

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And though scars may linger, deep and sore,

I know now I'm worth fighting for,

For in the darkness, I found my light,

And with it, the strength to take flight.