What makes you tick: Bullies
They push us around, laugh when we're down
We don't exist in their world, unless we're a clown
They call us names from “fat” to “four eyes”
Or completely ignore us like we're just another wall
but all we want is to be recognized
Not for what they think we are, but who we really are
We are more than just tools, or fools in this school
We mean more than they know, we do more than we show
We have feelings too, you know?
It's not just physical but mental too
words pierce deep like a knife in a wound
people loose control and break down to nothing at all
Look around, who's missing in town?
The names we are called
the things we are told
They hurt, most people should know
Some of us ignore it until it eats at us alive
We can't help being different it's just how we live life
They are your average “cool” kid
Teacher, or parent
They don't understand what they are doing
but they do it all the time
It's sickening, disgusting, stomach churning
Some think their words are motivational, inspiring
Stop and think, is it helping? Or making it worse
Everyone needs someone there to help
but bullies are all around
They acquire all of the help, they are needy and twisted manipulative and worse
Why can't everyone be recognized? Not just the ones that push others down
Bullies, they are ruling our towns.
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