A Story of a Victim

Once upon a time, there was a kid Stanley He was in the sixth grade, when they started teasing for not being manly Having no muscle, always falling in last But that’s not the roughest thing about his past. Elementary was over, now he’s in the middle Where he joined orchestra where he played the fiddle. The kids around weren’t nice at all Just because he wasn’t big enough, or because he wasn’t tall. Picked on just about every day after school Since he wasn’t cool. They made his reputation crash He was bashed On every day at the park Being ambushed and beat until the day went dark. Going home with the bruises and the scars Nothing could say him, not even his parent’s car. No matter what, they found the way to him. In his eyes, Stanley’s future was looking dim. After middle school, he promoted his way to high For sure in his mind That he was gonna die Being beat up and teased by the same old guys. It didn’t seem different than what his life was before. One day he had enough, at that he night he had swore Tomorrow was the end, he wasn’t gonna take it anymore. The next day at school he left the bullies a note. “Beat me to heart’s content,” is all that he wrote.. He gotten beaten to a pulp Then he took a big gulp Handed them another note. “Don’t read until tomorrow,” was the last thing he said Because that night was the night that he slashed up his head. The note was finally read And all that it said: “There you go, you’ve gotten what you want I’m finally dead and I’m free your haunts. I didn’t liked being teased and I was just too tired. I just wanted to tell you the last blow was fired. You made me realize life wasn’t worth it Especially when others tell me that I’m not shit. I’m gone from the world now, and that’s all I wanna tell, Good night, so long, farewell.” …. It’s just too bad that things like this have to happen Where these kids are trapped in The same place because no one is willing to stand up No one was willing to tell the bullies to shut up. That what they were doing was just not right. If they discontinued their bullying, maybe there wouldn’t have been a bloody night. So make sure to watch what you say Because what you do to someone, may make them only last one day. A life is too precious to play with and abuse So don’t try bullying because everyone will lose.