I Hate Bullies

I hate you, and I can't stand up to you

You represent everything that I hate about this world

You are the epitome of evil

You are the living proof of why no one wins by playing fair

Everyone loves the tough guy

Everyone praises the mean people

You chew me up and treat me like gum on the bottom of your shoe

You contribute to my insecurities and my shyness

I'm withdrawn from the "it" people

And because of you, I hate all people

Not only do I despise you and people alike,

But I am disgusted by the bystanders who allow the torture to go on,

Those who laugh along and contribute to the humiliation

I despise those who are not their for me in times of need

When I am the one hurt, when I am the one suffering

You, the bystanders, those who cheer on this culture of hate

I hate all of it

But most of all I hate myself

Because at home, I am you to those who are smaller

At home, I am you to those who are weaker

Those who cannot properly stand up for themselves

I hate all bullies, mainly because that is what I inevitably became through time

When that was all I was exposed to in my environment as a kid

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community

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