Bullies
Hiding, darkness, my soul is left to leave
Tearful, strained eyes, my head begins to heave
Torment, hurtful, the things that people say
Cruel times, wrong rhymes, children lost at play
Lonely, wandering, no one left to care
Chilled wind, dark days, lost in my despair
Few friends, wrong friends, they can be so nice
Sometimes, Hurtful, I will pay the price
School days, sad days, can't wait till I get home
Lonely, playground, wish I had a phone
Teachers, don't see, the hurt that's pushed my way
Blinded, watching, the children hard at play
If only, hopeful, I could fit right in
Games time, playful, I'm always just the pin
Ball throwing, kicking, an alleyway of hurt
Watching, need to, got to be alert
Bell time, rushing, a dash for classroom time
Ambling, slowly, waiting for my crime
Children, telling, of things I didn't do
Trouble, welling, of thoughts I have no clue
Teacher, asking, my crime it seems so clear
Big eyes, looking, so full I am of fear
Some light, tunnel, a friend at last may be
Teacher, nice one, always defending me
Bad kids, found out, paying for their wrongs
Headmaster, office, punishment book of songs
Stern talks, parent threats, "You kids should know just better"
Written, report, it's going to be a letter
Fearful, next day, I don't receive the backlash
Fallout, hurtful, volcanic rain of bullying ash
Must talk, teacher, my worries for the next day
Hopeful, parents, they've locked all the bad kids away
School life, best times, this is what's it's meant to be
My parents, talking, this is what they say to me
Wishing, for that day, it's all meant to turn around
Children, laughter, this is what it's meant to sound
Head up, proud of me, I do my best in all my things
Study, hard as nails, then I can begin spread my wings
Grow up, be someone, this is what I intend to do
Bullies, waste of space, this is you and you and you.
Many years, from now on, I'll see those faces come to light
Wondering, who they are, dark stars in the shining night
All alone, without true love, the bullying people they will live
Wasted, all their lives, nothing to society give.
© Poet Lordy Jan 2011