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Bullying
Day in day out
Its the same old start
I walk in the hall
feels like death clings to the walls
My locker looks like a coffin
I know ill fit in
When he picks me up off my feet
and says "ill squeeze you in"
I sit in class and look ahead
Not feeling the paper hitting my head
I look back se their laugh
I wonder why do they keep doing that
I sit down and lunch
all look all alone
well it's cause i have no friends to call my own
See im the nerd , the emo , the loser kid
I keep wondering why it is me
See these hallways are battlegrounds
But from the brave
For the kids whos hearts are made from paper mashay
The kids you smile all day but hide a painful world
Of drugs , alchol abuse and more
There are so may kids that call these hallways home
Cuase home to them is to tough , but how would you know
Cause you the bully all you see is a targer
So big and red no one can miss it
But why do feel the need to pick on a kid
What did he do to you
You don't know him or what he has been through
Bullying is real and is no game
Its a war were hearts are at play
So please try and see
That a kid is kid
Not a target to be beat
