The girls at the toilet throwing up breakfast
The girls that sit in their room crying
The girls that don't eat because they were told they were fat
The girls that sit in the corner cutting
The girls that go out and put on a mask
The girls that fake a smile and pretend to be alright
The girls who laying on the floor with dull eyes
the girls who took their life to end it all
Bullying isn't a game, it changes people
People become victim out of random
They start to listen to them and start to become them
Bullying isn't something to laugh about
Would you be laughing when you bully someone to become Anorexic?
Would you be laughing when you bully someone to take their life?
No because it be your name on the slip of paper on the pillow of the girl who took her life.
The girl that's in the hospital because she won't eat because of what you said.
Bullying isn't a game, so why bully?
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