Poems about Bullying

I`ve never met a bully not the kind I read about on this website at least   according to a recent survey
It started when I was six years old. I got a haircut I regretted the moment I opened my eyes.
Every day it is seen, Yet nobody truely see's. We don't know where these kids have been,
We live in a world where social media has taken over, where luck isn't given from a four leaf clover.
He sits alone, tears fall from his eyes. He's hoping someday the bullies will realize,
The words you say can cut so deep
I do not understand     Why people don’t try hard in school?     Why animals can’t speak?
She struts through the halls with confidence Pushes down her feelings and conscience
The wind, a merciless bully, Forces the trees into morning yoga. Branches incessantly reach toward roots.
Hey guys is it worth it?

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