bullying
People mess and tease
People say and craze
Until the kid loses it
Goes nuts
Shuts
And cuts
Rages
And ages
Gets white hair
Gets wrinkles and leaves a bitter taste in the air
While people stare
While they don’t care
Then finally he fights
Bites
And breaks lights
Then finally kills
Steals
And never feels
Insane
Only feels pain
And using anything even a cane
Then it finally stops
Crying from the tops
Hunting and eating the slops
Stealing crops
Hiding in the wild
Stopped being a child
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