Rise above the bullies

A mellow breeze accompanied by the soft ruffle of leaves

Sunlight giving warmth and the wind teasing my locks

I walk with a light shiver and cold hands in my pocket

I am ghostly white as colour leaves my cheeks

My eyes are swollen for they are devoid of sleep.

It has been days since I fell asleep peacefully

Not awoken by a fit of panic

Not revisiting the moments I dread as I dream

I am growing feeble and I know it

I have lost all faith and God (if he exists), knows it

Laughed upon like I was a walking joke

Pried upon as if I were a spy

But they all were just looking for one instance

One instance when I fumble and fall down

And they get their laugh of the day, like I were their personal clown

I don’t like places where faces are familiar anymore

I don’t like the look of familiarity in anyone’s eyes

I walk alone in new streets, or places I know people would not know me

I walk like a different person each day

As if it were the strangers for whom I wore this disguise

I like to blend in the crowd for the sake of hiding

I like to have no name, for then I am more useless than a clown

I like having not to be extremely careful for there are mistakes I shall make

I like being invisible for they at least shall not make fun of me then

I know I cannot be invisible, so I wear the cloak of anonymity.

I know they have insecurities that they let out on me

They fumble and point it out on me

For I don’t talk back, I don’t protest

I let their mockery get to me, but I know now

Simply by not doing what they do, I am much better than the rest..