Getting picked on? I don't care anymore

Well, there's these girls at my school. They pick on me.
A LOT.
Today during art, I went into the bathroom to cry. I locked myself in a stall and felt the tears drip down my cheeks- and then I realised, 'Why feel bad about this? I have other friends'. But I couldn't get myself to believe that, because they used to be my friends, and I didn't want them to hate me even more then they already did by fighting back.
So I cast a spell.
"I am a smart girl, not a dumb one like they say,
Let my hurt feelings just fade away.
I won't care anymore,
Boost up my confidence, don't let me mind the mean four."
And it worked.
I dried my tears, marched off back into art, and when they picked on me, I didn't care. At all.
When they realised they weren't hurting my feelings, they shut up. Which was good.
It's good to have magic powers. ;)
- Arella