I hate you
I hate what you look like
I hate who you are!

When you hear those words,
They leave you with a scar
Whether from someone close to you or far.
When a bully comes to you and picks you out,
All you wanna do as a victim is shout.
Speak out against your oppressor,
Their words cause you pressure.
They burn your soul,
As though they were heated coal.
“Why me?” is all you ask,
While you cry your eyes out and gasp.

I hate you
I hate what you look like
I hate who you are!

When I was young,
This petty words were used to make fun,
Of that boy or girl, however they hurt them like a gun.
When they are shot at by those mean phrases,
And the hurt in their eyes from the horrid points and gazes.
From the “Haha look at the losers..”
To the fights with their abusers.
Having a bully takes your energy,
They have taken it all away from me.

I hate you
I hate what you look like
I hate who you are!

Welcome to the world of a weirdo...
Welcome to the world of someone different...
They are just mad because your brilliant.
Why do they hate me?
What did I do to he or she?
Is it their way of showing their pain,
What is there for them to gain.
Are they showing the attitude taught to them,
What is this, a preview from their world of mayhem?

I hate you
I hate what you look like
I hate who you are!

Well today those words don’t hurt
I stopped the tears a long time ago,
From your mean words I can only just grow.
Grow into the person you will never be,
Oh my goodness can’t you see.
I am the epitome of the person you want to be like,
From my smile, to my style, heck even my height.
My beauty, my skills,
Oh God all my life and all my thrills.
My bully wants to be me,
Well why didn’t that just ask, gee?
I would be your friend now and forever,
We can always be together.
Just stop the hate and produce more love,
Take off your boxing glove.
I’m tired of the hurtful words and pain,
Welcome to my world, sorry to be a bit vain.
I think highly of myself now,
You can’t affect me, you ask, “How?”
I ignore the mean words and thoughts,
I see past your mean plots.
I see a world of pain in your eyes,
To me this is no surprise.
My bully is just a scared child,
Hiding in the world from heat of the wild.

So no more,
“I hate you
I hate what you look like
I hate who you are!”
No Jack! Today we’ve opened a new door,
A door to welcoming a positive core.
So even though today you bullied me,
Tomorrow your gonna beg to cry and plea to be free
Just like me!