As more people wake up realizing that bullying is totally unacceptable at any level, there are still many (especially young people) that suffer its torments. Perhaps one such younger person will read this poem and be inspired to believe that they are just fine the way they already are. With love.

Stick in the Mud   

Don’t be a stick in the mud 

“A stick in the mud”, I’m no dud 

Pointing fingers and laughing at me 

Trying not to internalize the cruelty   

I never thought I was boring and plain 

What does it mean anyway 

I guess I am; she beautiful and he is popular 

They must know best; so I endure the pain   

I will try to make them see 

That I can be 

Full of life and adventure 

And imagination so unbridled   

Maybe then she’ll be my friend 

I only want to be accepted 

Maybe then he’ll pass me by 

I only want to be left alone   

My effort is doomed to fail  

And revealingly demonstrate 

They don’t care about my cares 

They revel in my dependency on acceptance   

In sorrow, an epiphany is presented to me 

I am not a stick in the mud 

It matters no longer what you see   

And as you sit contemplating perplexedly  

Your loss of victim to bully and torment 

Realization trickles down to show

That you are the one with the dependency

Free in Thought, 2016

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