We call them bullies
They call us thier victims
We struggle in distraction
But we can't defeat them.
Over and over We try
Bullied in school and we cry
The moments you tell
They get ready to make ur life hell!!!!
We're only half way there
But they just won't listen
The teachers don't care
Inside of our minds we are the victims
HOW ABOUT NO MORE!!!!!
We savage together weapons and all
It's about time these bullies will fall
No chance for them to prevail
Send there body parts
to thier parents
first class mail
Are you triggered
Then throw up your finger
Let it shine
Your no longer the victim
The bully has died.
We savage together weapons and all
It's about time these bullies will finally take a fall
No chance for them to prevail
Send there body parts
to thier parents
first class mail
Author's Notes/Comments:
I wrote this reminded myself of the days I was bullied. We deal with it everyday. It's time to fight back.
Poetic Justice
I practice that. The message delivered, the malpractice ends. Words have power.
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Lady A
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