The power in words.

If words are just words.

Then I would take back ever curse word I through at you for hurting my friends.

Who gave you the right to pick on anyone.

Who gave you the right to pick on the special needs kid.

Who gave you the right to push me up against the lockers.

I will fight for those who are weaker till my last breath.

No one deserves to feel like a dirt.

Walked on, stomped on, spit on and dug into.

Every comment on social media, every whisper be hide closed doors.

You are the problem. 

You are the cause of pain

Self harm, depression and anxiety are all because of you.

YOU HAVE CAUSED PEOPLE TO DIE.

YOU HAVE MURDERED PEOPLE. 

Lets for a moment think about that you murdered someone.

Taken someone beautiful away from the universe and everyone who loved them in it.

You can deny it, you can plead and beg and say I didn't do that but in all reality.

Your just as guilty.

You have shed the blood of another.

Stop bullying.

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