Why do you do this?

Why do you to this to me

when I haven't done nothing to you

When you pick on me don't you see

the pain and hurt , you have done

When you do it more and more

 weight of it  hurts a ton

I just keeping getting sore

from your words and fists

The fake smile for everyone else except

for me it is a angry frown

I can tell you want me to suspect

that i should leave town.

When did this start, all I wanted was to be friends

I learned that not everyone is nice until you

because you called me names and made it clear in the end

 That not everyone is nice to

I did nothing to you so why

why do you pick on me until we say goodbye