Poetry & Coffee

Bullying

I walk down the halls,

And you know what I see,

Judgementel bitches,

thinking they know me,

I walk into the locker room,

And you know what I see,

Jealous bitches,

talking about me,

Saying lies,

that they think that will hurt me,

I walk into the Cafeteria,

with a smile on my face,

and perkiess,

that people will kill for,

and you know what I see,

People looking,

and staring at me,

like I'm a freak,

Bullying,

comes in all different colours,

like a bag of skittles,

There's discrimination,

Homophobics,

Racists,

Fakes,

but when someone as little as me,

stand up for who I am,

and what I believe,

They treat me like there better than me,

There faces,

so twisted,

into a sneer,

a dislike look appears,

there lips move,

as they continue to stare,

and cover there mouth,

to whisper in there friends ear.

....

Bullying yeah, it does affect me but if everyone started to go against bullying..and drive it out, I think it might be easier for other people