Day after day
Its the same old thing
I dread being around
Because of the tears you bring
You pull my hair
And shove me around
You'd think its enough
Yet you still kick me while I'm down
Everyday is hell
I don't know who to tell
I sit alone and eat
You point and laugh
Your not even at all discrete
Its time for class
Away from the hell at last
I have no friends
The prime example of an outcast
No one to talk to
No one has a clue
The bullying I endear
Is the reason for my every tear
My parents say
Its just a phase
They're just teens
It'll get better in a few days
No one seems to understand
I'm doing all that I can
To live with the torture
My wrists show the words of the future
The overdose of pills
Shows my everyday will
The knouse around my neck
Will send you all a message you'll never forget
I wrote this because of bullying the everyday struggle for those who are bullied s a courageous one. I was an outcast 95% of my life I've been bullied I know how it feels. I feel schools could do more to prevent the problem.
