The Bully

Crying.

That thing you do when you're sad.

Some people do it everyday,

and there's no denying.

 

Why make someone shed tears,

and feel as if they cant continue.

The hatred, names,and pushing

have them wake up with many fears.


Treating them the wrong way,

may have you laughing.

But you have them dying inside,

with sadness that always stays.

 

Dont be so cruel and uncaring,

just becuse of the laughter.

You dont know how far they'll go,

when their feelings are no longer bareing.

 

Think before you speak,

and you will see a change,

in that one person,

you no longer have called a freak.

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