One in every person,
Gets hurt by names and silly games,
silly rymes and painfull ways.
Bullying hurts,
It hurts me,
I cry myself,
to sleep some nights.
They leave scars,
They leave tears.
In my heart,
I will always be scared.
For no one can help me,
The pain never goes away,
The memories stay,
The scares never go away.
Help may come,
They may try to stop it.
But the marks they leave,
are deep into my soul.
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