Le Escribí Una Canción a Los Que Me Hicieron Bullying
By Mila
I Wrote a Song To Those Who Bullied Me
Years have passed and I've forgotten the details
But believe me I remember when I see you on the street
He asked me if your eyes stayed in your memory
Of terror that expressed in every room you entered
But no, don't think I'm still scared
Only sometimes do I find myself reliving the memory
Of the four walls of the bathroom that locked me
Hoping that you will never find me
And I feel like sometimes I hear your voice singing that song to me
For your own amusement you needed to promote my humiliation
Because I was someone's daughter, someone's sister
Someone's friend and you didn't care
Crumble my foundation, bring me to the ground
And when I hate myself, did it make you feel better?
And you kicked me when I was already on the floor
Even my own friends turned their backs on me
Like an unbreakable curse
I became the martyr that you condemned but
Every word, every tease, every comment
Fortunately, they marked me
Because you swore that you were going to destroy me and you only achieved
Make me, make me invincible
Today they are psychologists, doctors and business people
Even artists' sisters were the cause of my insomnia
And there was a teacher who always said
That my voice would never be heard
Listen to me, look at me, see if you recognize me
These same eyes that no longer hide (hey)
¿What if you tell yours about what you did to me
So that they are better than you were?
That I had no backing behind me
Left in exile like a criminal
Without just cause behind bars of your words
But no, just as you left the fear
And I no longer receive calls with your threats
But I remember when I see you on television
I hope your fans don't live what I did
I know, it's ridiculous to claim that nothing changes
Even the cruelest mature and retract
I feel like it will take so long to hold him against
It took me eight years to repair my soul
Because you kicked me when I was already on the floor
Even my own friends turned their backs on me
Like an unbreakable curse
I became the martyr that you condemned but
Every word, every tease, every eat
Fortunately, they marked me
Because you swore that you were going to destroy me and you only achieved
Make me, make me invincible
And although nobody thought about it
And although nobody remembered
I ended up forgiving who never
Who never asked for forgiveness