Bully
(poems go here) School seemed great
Until I met you
A friend of dread
I’m to ensue
It started subtle
Mean shoves ripped clothes
Accidental trips
Black eye
Real contact
Harsh and unforgiving
What did I do
To earn that
I tell others
I am like the
Homeless person
Invisible to them
They watch and
Move out of
The way blind
To the violence
School seemed great
Until I met all
Of you.
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