(Poem) I'm A Bullied Boy




I’m going to put it out there being bullied sucks

I wish I could go back to playing in the sandpit with my big red monster truck.

I often wonder why people feel the need to pick on me

I was minding my own business and eating lunch beside the tree.

You see I’m not a nasty person and I thought I had good friends

But the other day in basketball I wasn’t picked until the end.

Usually I’d laugh it off but this time wasn’t fun

When I heard the boys say I’d go home and baby cry to Mum.

I won’t let them break me, I’m above all that you see

And one day they will wonder why they bothered picking on me.

I won’t go crying home to Mum and don’t feel the need to tell

In fact I’ll hang around and show my strength for long after the bell.

Because I am happy being who I am and know my future is bright

Even though inside it hurts when they try to pick a fight.

I am strong and I am brave; I’ll be a doctor or a vet

I’ll make everyone feel like they are the nicest person I’ve ever met.

I won’t pick fights and I won’t break hearts

I won’t laugh at others if they do a sneaky f@#$.

I won’t call out names and I won’t put people down

I won’t be the one scared to walk alone around my own town. Thank

And even though I feel pain and sometimes want my life to end

I keep a message on my phone from my one and only true friend.

Because one is all you need to tell you it will be okay

To help you feel better after a truly average day.

So my friend and I are saying to you hang in there when it’s tough

Pick up the phone and tell someone that life’s a bit rough.

I need more guys like you around, so please make sure you stay

Those guys at school will get bored of being mean

Trust what I have to say.


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