Bullied
Bullied...
Why must you always pick on me,
Tell me what have I done,
You do it just to make yourself happy,
Like you're actually having fun,
Tell me why it brings you so much joy
But can't you see all the pain your doin,
Turning me from a normal kid to a scared little boy,
And all of the lives you've ruined,
I just wanted to be accepted,
I never wanted to fight,
Just seem to just get rejected,
So I lay in bed at night,
Asking myself so many questions,
Got so many things on my mind,
Wishing you could just learn your lesson,
And start to be kind...
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