Bully Me Not

Since I was young, I was deemed an outcast. Their words came at me at full blast. Talking to me like I’m being harassed, They thought I was weak, what a dumbass.

Their bullying pierced me But I ignored it with glee. Telling me I’m weird and gay Because they have nothing good to say.

The agonizing pain in my heart; The anxiety that was about to start; The faucet behind my eyes turned; The confidence that they burned.

A cruel and bitter feeling, My words flying across the ceiling. “Bully me not” I say, “Shut up and someday you’ll pay”.

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WRITTEN BY EMMANUEL JOSH SABAYBAY GRAPHICS BY ALFIE ESPIRITU

The cruel summer ended; Another week of class is still suspended. Poor me, I was tormented, But fuck them, I’ll have them castrated.

I was a weakling, I was an easy beat. They’re the customers, I’m chopped meat A butterfly inside of a cocoon with a weak comprehension, Now, fluttering away from bad detention.

Now that I’m older, I thought of it as a good banter. You shouldn’t care about their idiocy, But bullying can kill someone, seriously.

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