Here's that poem I did and told you about
“Bullies use pain for power”
As I lay here on the floor
With five big guys hanging above me.
I can merely see them laughing at me
They laugh because I am different.
They laugh because I just wanted to know,
Why they had to make everyone afraid of them as every one was so.
All the kids beside them staring down at me.
I can see their equally scared
Of what’s going to become of me.
While I shed a tear in pain,
Dripping down past my checks.
I can faintly hear one of the bullies saying
To the other kids “don’t mess with me”.
While the other kids are in fright
The others in terror
I sit here and think to my self
Is this a never ending nightmare?
My friends and I have been hurt by them so
There’s something I just don’t quite know.
Like why wont they just stop this
It’s been like this for months now.
They just like to hurt us because we are not like them.
As I slowly make my way up from the floor
I think to myself I know why they bully so,
I think inside they are insecure.
Most likely some one did this to them when they were younger.
I guess this is a never ending chain
Bullies will cause more bullies and so will they
I think everyone is affected negatively by bullies.
You have to understand the hurt the person must have
To act out and hurt others
To gain control and to feel empowered by others people’s pain.