I know how it feels to have those scars. I know how deep the wounds we have. I know how the scars remind us of the damages people have incurred. It hurts, and people, most of the time don't notice it; How ugly the effect of their words are. How hurtful it is to hear them say things about us. Most of the time we become defenseless. We cant fight back because we're too kind to do the same thing to them.
We are in a war we do not want to be a part of. A war difficult to be won because reality itself is our enemy. We get picked on a lot even though we're not doing anything against them.
I just hope that this social war ends or else our wound will never heal.
- a victim of bullying"