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Bullies

Bullies

 

Why do they always hate on me

Always space themselves from me

They see me in a different way

They try to pay me no mind

 

It’s like the sin that just ended is beginning

Everyone is segregating me again

There’s no mercy in their soul

But I am not a fool I don’t give in to their hatred

 

I stay tough just being a patriot from the unfair power

They look at me sour acting like they truly have power

Why do they wish for my death?

Can they truly want someone to die?

 

They’re shoving me in the locker daily

It’s now not a shocker when I come home with a bruised face

I don’t give in like some kids

Who hid from them and welcome their demise with a six foot rope

 

I don’t have any hope for the end of their bullying

That’s giving in when I think there will be a true end

There won’t be for nobody

Bullying is a soggy sponge sucking people in and growing their sins

 

This may be the end of a rhyme

But there will never be a time when a man truly understands the fate of bullying

I will say one thing to myself and that’s

I won’t give in, I won’t give in, and I won’t give in

 

The end will never come for someone’s fate

Till they send their soul up away from the hate that is staked here

Let the ashes of sins fall on those who have only hatred

And let us all–the victims–stand tall

This poem makes me...
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