We know

Hey Mr. Bully!

I bet you think you're all big and bad right now.

You hurt the soul of those around you to fulfill some type of emptiness, I know.

I also know that the kid you beat up last week committed suicide because he could no longer take the constant abuse you deal out.

Who do you think you are?

The last time I checked, no one gets to determine someone else's fate.

Are you God?

Nah, I didn't think so.

Let's take a walk down memory lane. 

Remember when you were getting bullied and often came home crying because your face had shades of black, blue, and purple on them that became all too familiar to you.

So this is what you've decided to do, huh? 

Rather than helping those in situations like the ones you used to have to go through, you choose to enflict pain on others, like that guy used to inflict them on you.

You've let those big bad wolves blow your heart away and now, you're destroying someone else's life.

You're the reason why that boy stays up every night because he has nightmares about you that often makes him cry.

You're like the boogey-monster that every kid fears, preying on the innocent.

Understand that you're no better than the rest so let your ego go.

Leave those kids alone.

We all know that a bully is no more than a hurting soul.

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