Please help me god, I feel so alone.
They say where the heart is, is where you'll find home.
But how can i find it, any day, when
Everyday I'm having to face the lions den.
Whether I'm at school or at my house
Every day a game of cat and mouse.
I wanna run and tell my mom and dad
But I'm too afraid of making them mad.
I'm afraid of seeing him reaching for his belt.
Afraid I'll have to hide another welt.
Scared of the back of her hand.
Scared of where, this time, it'll land.
I love you both, you raised me from a kid,
But I still don't understand what I did.
When I get to school I dread to see.
Mr. and Mrs. Bully waiting for me.
Waiting just to tear me down.
To make me feel worse than a clown.
Tom and Jerry were even nicer to each other.
I'm human, just like you,
So why can't you treat me like a brother?
Every single day I try to do
Something, anything, to help you see.
That I just want you to let me be.
Whether it's as your son or as a scholar,
I'm tired of being yanked around by my collar.
I guess I should be lucky to have a mom and dad.
I should be thankful, that I'm not livin' out of a bag.
But how can I even try to smile
When I'm crying all the while?
So I come to a conclusion I gotta ask...
Where is my home, and to get there, what is my task?
Topic(s) of this poem: anti bullying
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.