What About Our Feelings? Eh? - Poem by maddy macleod
What did I do to him,
That would give him the right
To say those things,
Which ones you ask,
The ones that I wont repeat.
I don't believe it!
Why would he ever
Get the idea to even think of
Saying such things.
Is he just too cool to be nice,
Or are we just all not cool enough to
Yes, he is big,
He has a reputation as the big bully.
Personally that is not a good reason.
'It's personal ok! '
Well we're friends,
At least I thought we were.
I was mean to you because,
You were mean to me and everyone else.
I guess you don't care,
Bullies don't have feelings.
They care about themselves,
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