Bullys

mom, they don't like me

my hair are a total mess

they call me stuff, mom

it hurts and i stress

i cannot confront them

i'll get beat up or aleinated

they aren't nice people, mom

what did i do to to get hated?

why am i so fat, mom?

why do they not see?

i try to blend by diets

and i am as thin i can be

why do they call me names-

a slut, a whore, a pain in the ass?

i am not that bad mom

and it gets me but i just pass

nobody talks to me ever

i have my lunch in the loo

i want to never go back there

can't i just stay with you?

please mom i can't fight

they are too strong, mom

don't give me that advice

i am being chased by a storm

they don't know how i feel

how i want to run away

they don't know it isn't ideal

and mom, i can just stay away 

and mom,  good bye! 

yours truly

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