Bullying

My mind is dark and my tears are blinding, I cry when I'm hiding. Because the world out there has no place for me, All the judgemental eyes make me want to flee. There are many like me outside, And all of us have cried. We are all different in many ways, But bullying is the new craze. Kick us down, make us cry, Make us ask ourselves, why? You make us think we are weak, You treat us like us like a freak. But just like you, We have feelings too. So why must we be the outcast? Why must we take the backlash? Stress and pain, is what we receive, We all grieve. We are all made of bones and blood, So do not treat us like mud.