The Bullies

The Bullies (LJH - 2010) Not just one, but many of them, each one a bully They believe they’re better; they don’t understand me fully What bullshit they talk, what do they know about me? They add stuff to hearsay, tell everyone and doubt me If only they just got to know me they’d see, I’m not the person they portray me to be I’m a regular teenager with an older mind If they knew me they might even like what they’d find But it’s never the case, they just don’t care They’d rather mock me, threaten me, it’s really not fair They can try to intimidate me with vile words of hate, Or stand waiting for me at the school gate I’ll stand up for myself when I have to, though it’s a bind, And hope that they’ll move on with their other daily grind Knives, bottles, scissors to cut off my hair, I get knots in my stomach, but try not to care But how can I not care when it affects my social life, People hating me for no reason, giving me bloody strife I just don’t understand their mentality their jealousy and hate is my reality However mundane and annoying they might be, I’ll never let the bullies get the better of me!