One Voice Out Of The Billions

We are All Victims no matter which race 

The fine memories of our past still reaps 

Its what we call bullying that kills this place 

We hide until the screaming stops and weeps

 

Bullying is not just violence of sayings

they will push and shove until their last breath 

fall to the ground with unspoken prayings

The last straw sometimes will even be meth 

 

Bullies will wait until the victim dies 

Suicide Prevention on the loose

there no snitches so everybody lies 

its too late hes already on a noose 

 

why is it that our childhood is so cruel 

many of you will say well that is the rule 

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