Bullying

I sit down in the dreaded, yellow bus Hiding my face with my trembling hand The big kids would joke, they would swear and cuss Their laughing and teasing I could not stand I was short, that I have to admit They thought I was different and picked me I didn’t know I’d be bullied for it There was pushing, crying, and a scraped knee I was told, be strong and hold your head high Speak up or fight and let somebody know I was frightened, scared, I didn’t dare try Oh, but I should have done it long ago Ending my silence, I spoke up, spoke loud The bullying stopped and boy was I proud

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Faraz Ajmal

Date: 5/22/2018 10:04:00 AM

It s a really lovely poem, now a days bullying is really common and many people s are bullied, mostly the people who are different, in appearance, attitude, they become a target of bullying, that need to be stop and you re right, speak about it, remaining silence is only going to make things worse, share it with your parents, someone and make it stop before it s too late,

Sil Ng
Date: 5/25/2018 2:27:00 PM

Thanks! I was bullied before, so I wrote this from experience. It's nice to know that someone else understands the situation that a lot of people are put in almost every day.