Bully

BULLY Who is the girl with the cricked teeth, she doesn’t deserve to smile She is the type of person who needs to stay in and marinate for awhile She needs to do something with that nappy hair looking like Diana Ross Because damn, if life was a beauty contest, she automatically loss I don’t know who her family is but she definitely got the ugly gene She wears the same clothes everyday and she lacks personal hygiene She has no friends and no one even acts like she exist So she should be glad I’m giving her recognition and writing this On the bus we make fun of her, the whole way to her house She doesn’t even talk back, she is just as quiet as a mouse We love to see her cry because maybe it will wash the dirt off her face We always throw a paper bag over her head anyways, just in case We like to throw food at her in the lunch room to give her some flavor And we throw her downstairs so she can die but we do it to her as a favor However, she took the last bit of abuse from us and showed us bullying wasn’t fun Because she was after us today, when she showed up to school with a loaded gun I never wanted to be a bully, I just wanted to be popular and that is my confession Needless to say, I will never bully anybody again, she taught me my lesson