Victim of Bullying
I am sitting on the floor, crying so much more.
I am a victim of bullying.
Your bullying is killing.
I’m thinking about committing suicide, while holding a cold, sharp, and dangerous blade.
I’m crying like crazy trying to take away the pain.
I did this because of you
Look what you made me do.
The boy you picked on everyday swallowed a bottle of pills.
why pick on him? Did you know bullying kills?
A girl with problems is what everyone see’s.
Weird, ugly, dark, and worthless is what i’m described to be.
people treat me like trash. They talk about me horribly. Everything they said was a lie.
I started believing what people said. I thought it was all true. I wanted to die!
People talked about my image and I started cutting my body.
One day I cut too deep and died. The worst part is no one missed me.
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