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Bullying

i might have been born with a funny sounding name Or considered the kid everyone thinks is lame I might have been born with a slightly crooked nose Or I might grow fungus between my toes I might just have only one leg Or I might have a tumor growing outside my head One of my arms might be shorter than the other I might have a drug addict or alcoholic mother I might be considered slightly overweight Or wear clothes that might be a little out of date I might have hair that doesn't act right I might be Asian, Latino, Black or White I might be a girl who speaks with a deep voice Or I might be a boy whose hair doesn't hold moist I might have parents who are the same gender Whose names might be Gloria and Ginger Or it might be Chris and Tony who raises me But always shows me love unconditionally That doesn't give you the right to add on more By pushing and kicking me throwing me to the floor Attacking me with hard punches and socks Laughing and spitting on me while all your friends watch Stabbing at me and constantly pulling my hair Tripping me when I walk down the stairs Spreading rumors on social media that you know are all lies Proud of the pain and tears you see in my eyes Part of my pain and these tears are for you too Because you're probably just doing to me what someone did to you Stop the cycle and make a change starting right now today Because when you're battling the demons inside yourself bullying is not the way.

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