They call me ugly and push me to the ground
They smile at me smugly while they hold me down
One punch, two punch, three punch, four
How could I take this any more?
I walk cautiously through the corridor
Kick me furiously, on the floor
One kick, two kick, three kick, four
How could I take this any more?
I double over and spit out my blood
Try to cover up, but it’s no good
One cough, two blood, three cough, four
How could I take this any more?
No one to speak to, tell on my bullies
What did I do to, deserve all their furies?
One pinch, 2 pinch, 3 pinch, four
How could I take this any more?
I walk to the bathroom, relaxed and calm
Lay in the tub, something sharp in my palm
I’m not scared don’t worry about me
Nobody will shed a tear for little old me
The nobody, that you think its funny,
To humiliate and intimidate in front of everybody
The water’s turned crimson and started to spread
Will they care when I’m dead?
One cut, two cut, three cut, four
I can’t feel any more...
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