Irene private


To My Dear Bully That Mde Me Suffer..And Still Does - Poem by Irene private

To my dear bully
I want to know why u bully me?
Is it the way I look?
Is it the way I talk?

I’m sick of having to put up with ur shit
Trying to be my friend and using me
You made me move school
Yet u still caused me grief
You always teased me and made my friends hate me
I could never do that to someone
You should be ashamed
You made me cry myself to sleep
You made me wanna kill myself
But why?
Why me?
Was it the way I looked?
Was it the way I talked?

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Comments about To My Dear Bully That Mde Me Suffer..And Still Does by Irene private

  • (11/10/2007 1:21:00 AM)


    Jen, why didn't you leave a lasting impression on your dear bully? A well aimed kick to the balls would have brought tears to his eyes - not yours... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 23, 2011


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