Can’t stop dreaming

Can’t stop thinking

Of you bleeding

Screaming

Your beaten body

Lays bruised

As they chant around you

Oblivious

To what

They’ve just done.

You’re not really dying

Im not really dreaming

Yet this situation

Is as real as it gets.

Our friends throw away

Their words

Without a real aim-

They maim

And always manage

To hit the bulls eye.

It can cause

A soul

To be stripped

And your heart is ripped

And I wish it would stop

But you know and I know

That they won’t cease

Their fiery remarks.

They're slowly killing

And there’s no

More salty tears

To cry

It’s too late

For them to repair

You

But YOU can prevent them

From cutting open

Any more wounds

The next time

The bully 

Comes around

With her deliveries

Shove it in her face

Be stronger than them

Either kill em with kindness

Or kill em with remorse

But just remember

You’re the victim

Don’t let them twist you

Into something

You’re not

And hopefully one day

They’ll realize

You were innocent

All along.