Standing Up
They bullied him because he was different
Stating that he isn’t full grown
Because he likes science while they play sport
They never treated him like one of their own
The teachers don’t notice a thing
Besides teaching from their book
They laugh at his scrawny frame
And no one dared to look
He fell into depression
No one bothered to care
He took his life one cold afternoon
Then everyone was there
Where were you when he was bullied?
Why are you here for him today?
Talking about equality, fairness, and justice
When you turned your head away
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