Why? Mr. Bully

Why do you think it's okay to bully me

Is it because I am weak? Because I’m not a brute fighting all the time

Because I prefer peace over war

Because I decided to have mercy on my enemies

Tell me what’s so wrong with me that you feel the need to bully me

Was it something I said is it the way I dress

Tell me so I can try to fix it only to make things worse for me

Now you call me uglier names

Becoming an insatiable beast thirsty for my blood

Unwilling to let me escape your jaws

Drowning under its weight I can no longer breath

And yet everyone else seems fine walking in black and white

But you-you are seen in color feeding the beast in me

Your words are the meat feeding it. Making it crave my blood

Why can’t  you see what your words do to me

They break me down and destroy my very spirit

Crushing me until I can’t take it anymore.

Your words are the knife in my hand

The pills in my mouth

The gun to my head

The noose around my neck

Can’t you see what effect just simple words can have

It can take someone’s life away

Or give them great joy

So why do you choose to hurt me with your words Mr. bully

Why do you insist on hurting me

I never did you wrong

I guess I just happened to be at the wrong place and at the wrong time

Say Mr. Bully Maybe you were hurt

They do say that hurt people,hurt people

Maybe Mr. Bully you're also hurt inside

But that doesn’t excuse you from taking my life

You didn't know. I’m sorry Mr. Bully

You feel bad now sorry but it’s too late to change now

I’m dead and there’s nothing you can do about it

Funny how you told me to kill myself so many times

But when I finally do you feel regret

It’s funny right Mr. Bully

It was nice knowing you

Bye-Bye Mr. Bully

 

This is why my Victim

 

When I was little my mother abused me

Calling me names that broke me

Hurtful little words I couldn’t escape

So to make myself feel better, I picked on anyone weaker than me

I grew stronger and worse, but I still couldn’t fight my mom

Then you came by better. Smarter. Kinder. Than me

I was jealous of your life, so I made your life just like mine

So I called you the names my mother called me

Hoping to make you just like me

To destroy your beauty and kindness

To make you just as dark as me

It made me happy to see you hurt to see you destroyed

It made me happy to be stronger than somebody else for once

I don’t think I’ll ever give this up

I’ve been doing this for a while

You seem broken and unable to fight

I continue because now it's a habit

I will NEVER give up my power

Today you look a lot worse than before

What happened to the beautiful girl I was jealous of

Today I realize all of this was a mistake

MY GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE

I’ve killed her...

 

I didn’t mean it how did it become this way

Destroying others like my mom did to me

I told myself  when I was little that I was nothing like her

I wouldn’t commit such a crime

How did I turn out this way

Ashamed and battered a bully nonetheless

Why did I screw up WHERE did I go wrong

How come I couldn’t see that this is what I was doing to her

I destroyed her just like my mom destroyed me

I’m no better than my mother

In fact, I'm worst than her

I’m sorry, but now it’s too late

How can I even forgive myself

I WON'T forgive myself

I must repent of this sin I've committed

I’ve never made a bigger mistake in my life

I’m sorry my victim for what I have done to you

I’m sorry you’ll never hear these words

Goodbye forever I wish I was your friend

I wish I never was your bully.

I'm sorry my victim