The Side-Effects of Bullying

Sitting there I could hear their cruel words 
banging around inside my head
not just from today, from the other days too
they were no longer inside my head
they were surrounding me, becoming me
I could feel myself morphing into what they described
my nose was stretching out, growing longer and longer
the tip was razor sharp
my eyebrows became bushes upon my face
my thighs doubled in size; my hair went wild
if they came too close they could surely see the hairs on my upper lip
I nearly had a mustache
no wonder no one liked me
they now had every right to say these things about me
for they had been proven true.

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