Try to be,
Me,
For a day,
And you'll say hey,
Your life is bad,
So be a good lad,
Don't bully me,
Cause you see,
You make me,
Angry.
I become frightened,
And you become enlightened.
Do you enjoy being mean,
And having more green?
Well,
I don't.
Please stop,
Before you get hurt.
I might be weak,
But I am strong.
You might be stronger,
But your weaker.
I'ld like to say,
That you weight,
Alot more,
Then I.
Please don't bully me,
Please don't hurt me.
I am weak,
But strong.
You are strong,
But weak.
So be strong like me,
Cause I'm real angry.
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I would like to translate this poem
If only the school system would all have a no tolerance rule and follow through with each bullying episode with the bullies parents. I always wonder if it doesn't oftentimes start there. Someone is mean to them so they have to pick a child they feel is weak. My daughter was bullied and she did not want me to talk to the teacher. She said it would make it worse. Years later, at a class reunion she confronted the girl who said her step father had been molesting her. This is the way she got her pain out. So sad but you must be strong! Have your parents tell the principal, teachers, whoever they can! God bless you!