Bullied

The laughter long gone Was happy and wild Confidence undone Now a sad little child Bullies so evil and cruel Poor kid too scared to go to school That dreaded walk of the damned Day begins with being poked and slammed Then never ending abused and put downs Kid’s mock and wicked laughter resounds “Better not tell anyone, or worse will come” “You’re a waste of a human being, total scum” “Why not kill yourself, you don’t belong” “You’re weird, no one likes you, now run along “ The smart joyful child now vanished Rosy cheeks now so pale A sad shell of his former self The once energetic kid, now seems frail Finally had enough, the parents are told To school they go with anger barely controlled The teachers they berate and scold The bullies are warned and their parents informed The days that follow, the bullies seem reformed, Slowly but surely bad days are left behind Now joyful playtime, and new friends are made Cheerful child has returned, with a happy mind Glad to go to school, no longer afraid (A quick poem I penned today, let me know if its any good or not)