Verb-Bully

Verb-Bully 

Please stop all the taunting.

Wanting

To see me flip my lid.

I wish I did.

Just to show you what I'm made of.

I'm not afraid of

You

Or your crew.

 

There's something inside me,

Inside you, us, that we

Cannot see

Because he/she

Said this and that. 

Just look at

What we've become. 

I'm done 

 

Listening to your words. 

I probably misheard,

But that isn't the case

When you say them behind my back and to my face. 

They are not true, right? 

What do you want me to do? Fight?

 

I don't want to stoop low

Yet, my tears still flow.

I feel wounded.

And I soon did

Realize 

That your lies,

Your goad and torment,

Were more meant

To harm me than to help you.

But what did i do?

 

Hit me physically,

And I'll heal easily.

But I grow insane

Through psychological pain.

You may think it's fun,

Because there's "no harm done".

But they've all been deceived,

Because they believed:

Punching, kicking- that's what makes a bully!

But people can still be damaged

When abused, verbally.

 

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