Poems about Bullying
There is no escape from the girl who talks There is a voice, a voice that mocks.
I can escape I can escape to world where I am the bully to the ganglords and dealers
Make-up, lipstick, nail polish, clothes. Skinny, prissy,that's what everyone knowsabout Barbie. Is she smart or is she dumb?Is she nice o
The bully stands above me He’s pushed me down once again Doesn’t he realize someday I’ll be bigger than him
Footsteps stipple down the hall. His eyes are cast downward, following the lines of passing judgment.
Sometimes the human tongue will never compensate for what the brain screams to the world
Have you ever been confronted by someone who is cruel Does this treat you badly like your some fool
Let me tell you my life story. I was left.