A Step Up For Those Who Can't Step Out
No cares, no worries, to be found
Not the same logic, with tears on the ground
Fourth grade is when it all started
Seventh grade is when it departed
Facing new bullies was extremely hard
Especially when they live behind your backyard
Quite a change from when we were small
Nobody deserves that treatment all
Over time, I thrived with some luck
And began to stand up for those still stuck
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