Loaded Gun

The Damage Of Bullying

Your mouth my child

Is a loaded gun

Who said words don’t hurt?

For they definitely stung

Like a bullet intended

Straight for my heart

With your words you shot me

But you’ll never see the mark

So in your heads I’m ok

Or aren’t you thinking at all

For two more inches have left me

While you’re still standing tall

In the halls, the classroom, on the streets

All the same

Don’t you see that I’m dying

Child this is no game

No one comes to help me

I am left all alone

To bear the wounds inflicted

By the bullets from your gun

I say no mercy, no pardon

Tried for murder instead

For although I am standing

I’m already dead

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