Question For the Bully
To degrade self esteem
Of a human soul
Can degrade life itself
Depression takes its toll
For the weak
Don't feel complete
Until withering
Has reached its peak
Utter despair strikes
There is a bully
Of numerous types
Imperious, conflicted
Lost, and spiteful too
Attaining these traits
Will create me distant from you
For we all have been hurt
Yes, the bully too
But why hurt a person
when they're struggling too?
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