Diary of a Bully

I watch him clutch His silly staff, The way he looks Just makes me laugh. His glasses hide His hazel eyes, So no one knows How much he cries. I don't know why He looks that way, To be noticed, Some people say. He has no style, He isn't cool He doesn't fit in With the kids at school. I trip him up, Laugh when he falls, No one answers To his calls. He's so tiny, I'm so big, I could snap him Like a twig. I don't know what I'm going to say, When his mum Comes in today. He's moving away To another place, So that I'll Get off his case.