bullying
Please stop all the taunting.
Wanting
To see me flip my lid.
I wish I did.
There's something inside me,
Inside you, that we
Cannot see
Just Because he/she
Said this and that.
Just look at
What we've become.
Now I'm done
Im done Listening to your words.
That I probably misheard,
But yet that isn't the case
When you say them behind my back or to my face.
Thats not true, right?
But What do you want me to do? Fight?
I wont stoop so low
But Yet, my tears they still flow.
I feel wounded.
Like a stab to the heart
It tastes like a sour tart,
But now i Realize
That your lies,
Were more meant
To harm me than to help you.
But what can i really do?
You can Hit me physically,
But I'll heal easily.
I grow insane
All because of this psychological pain.
Yet You may think it's fun,
Because after you say the words " there’s no harm done".
But they've all been deceived,
people can still be damaged
When they’re abused, or bullied.
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