I'm tired of schools taking claim And not going by their word By putting "anti-bully zone" in the name. Am I the only one who finds it absurd? Your idea is to do these kids a favor, But in all honesty you are making it worse. Instead they are left to savor In neglect, bitterness, and remorse. A bully's many forms are often overlooked. It could be a parent's rejection, Mental health that has been unhooked, Or even their heart was left with no direction. The best we can do is love and support The ones who wear masks, So possibly they can break short And smile by putting away their flasks. It is a state of mind, seldom can it be controlled. Someday it might get through the thick skull Of the district's adamantine mould. Maybe so, the school will satisfy it's goal.
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