Bullying
Push me, pull me, knock me down
Curse me, kick me, boss me around
Lies, rumors and cruel jokes
Saying that I am nothing but a hoax
The cuts get deeper the laughs get louder
My hurt, my pain only makes you prouder
Tears swell up and start to fall down my cheek
You laugh and call me names because I am smart you call me a geek
Your words hurt and cut me like knives
Sometimes I wish to die and wish everyday that I was not alive
Your meanness has pushed over the edge
Now I am standing here upon this ledge
Looking down all I can hear is their voices in my head
Maybe they will think about what they did when I am dead.
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