Sticks ‘n stones may break my bones
But your words will always haunt me.I’m too scared to go to school
Afraid that you may taunt me.
When you call me nasty names
I believe that they are true
I beg you bully stop playing your games
What have I ever done to you?
Bully, please, I don’t understand
Why you hurt me on purpose.
You make me feel like a grain of sand!
Tiny, alone and worthless.
I sit in my room, crying in gloom
And my mother asks me why.
I tell her that, “I just feel sad”,
But we both know that’s a lie.
When you are near, I tremble in fear!
And I keep looking behind me.
I am too scared, to go find my friends
Because they always help you find me.
I feel so low, with nowhere to go
Because you always follow.
I hope you find some good in your heart
But I feel your heart is hollow.
Bully, stop, take a walk with me
And you can wear my shoes.
Because if you were me, you would se
How much your bullying can bruise.
Bullying is abusing and it’s not amusing
When you’re the victim, they are choosing.
This was me, three years ago
Three years later, the scars still show.
But I told my teacher one day,
So boys and girls I can safely say
If you tell someone to help it stop
Your scars will fade away.
By Joanna Rose Remnant
Itchen Sixth Form College
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