A bullying poem I wrote :)Mature

Its a poem about bullying


I hated how they attacked me.
I hated how they hated me.
I hated how I could never please them.
They wanted me to die.

I hated how they called me dumb.
I hated how they made me feel..
I hated how they were stronger than me.
They wanted me to be weak.

I hated how I could never tell them to stop.
I hated how they gave me a bruise.
I hated how my mom asked what happened.
They wanted me to keep it a secret.

I hated the violence.
But, I used it myself.

I took a baseball bat from the gym closet at school.
I used their heads as baseballs.
I hated how I got called evil.

It wasn't my fault.

I regretted not telling sooner.
I regretted making their hair turn blood red.
I regretted making them bleed.

I just wanted them to stop.

I hated how they attacked me.
I hated how they hated me.
I hated how I could never please them.
They wanted me to die.

I never wanted them to die.
Those three girls.
Somehow, thats how it ended up.
The End

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