Bully

I was walking along, innocently.
Then, you put out your foot.
I tried to catch myself.
To stop the momentum.
But I fell.
Hard.

And I looked ahead, forward to the future.
But, you tugged me back once again.
Clutching my hair in your fist.
Pulling my head backwards.
Toward you.
Painfully.

I tried to stand my ground, proud and tall.
Though, crumpled papers hit my head.
Your sly grin directed at me.
Throwing whatever you can.
Constantly striking.
Annoyingly.

I know I should have moved farther away.
But, I could not resist it at all.
You never whispered a word.
Yet I knew what you felt.
In the back of my mind.
Silently.