I was bullied

 

I was bullied, I was bullied, I was bullied, I was bullied...

 

I never was popular in middle school

Just acting immature, just trying to act cool

I didn't get that kind of respect cause I was wearing ugly ass specs

Couldn't pick up a beautiful looking girl

Cause if the girls even looked, they would all would just hurl

I had a crush on good lookin girl named Jessica

But cause of my reputation, I had to flush that idea

All this craziness helped cook up my anger

Which the craziness was getting me to act stranger

My hate for my enemies was only getting stronger

My hate only grew as time went on longer

I was ready to punch my way to lunch

Had the will to kill to get that bloody nasty stench

All I do these days is left weights and bench

 

I was bullied; my agony just adds on, creates opportunity

I'll always be, fortunately,

I was bullied

Even if I am standin my ground, I'll still be thrown around

I was bullied

Even if I show them I'm really that tough

They still treat me real rough

I was bullied...

 

I hate being bullied its pissin me off

I'm ready to strangle, make you choke and to cough

I'm ready to bash, ready to lash out on you

Wait till I'm done and I'm thru beating you

I'll beat your face till its black and it's blue

I bought a hand gun to watch you go run

I'll shoot you in the face if you don't get out of this place

Once I have been used I am a lit fuse,

Anything you do, is nothing that new

Everything I say, happened back in the day

When I was the hater and being the hated

Nothing I could do, till I finally came through

Beat some bitch that had some sort of glitch

Marko Radujkovic, I had to just snitch

Lack of humanity that was reality

For the great population of our American nation

 

I was bullied; my agony just adds on, creates opportunity

I'll always be, fortunately,

I was bullied

Even if I am standin my ground, I'll still be thrown around

I was bullied

Even if I show them I'm really that tough

They still treat me real rough

I was bullied...

 

 

I hate being bullied its pissing me off

Playing dumb games, calling me lame names

What makes me rhyme, is when they took the time

To throw my backpack right in the snow

And making me go flip flop, over the top, of a table top prank

Being one of the few that would rank, in the one percent

Who would receive the skanky prank, you didn't have to pay rent

To pick on me, I was commonly, one of the victims

Trying to present a dictum, as to why I shouldn't be receiving the pain

I would fail, as the bullying would be raining upon my self esteem

And the bullies would team up to mess me up

Specially on the bus when a Hindu guy named Gus

Would try to push me off the seat, this was a huge feat

That he ultimately couldn't have me beat

Yet, I cannot lie, bout wannin to cry,

Bout wannin to die, and so I would cry

when I get to my room, taking a tissue to clean and groom my face

cause I was a disgrace, to the kids who were cool back in middle school

 

I was bullied; my agony just adds on, creates opportunity

I'll always be, fortunately,

I was bullied

Even if I am standin my ground, I'll still be thrown around

I was bullied

Even if I show them I'm really that tough

They still treat me real rough

I was bullied...

 

I'm trying to engage with the pen and the page,

Trying to explain my middle school pain

So much is happening, no way of stopping

No way of knowing, if this bullying is slowing

I was ticked cause I was the picked to be the one bullied

Don't you know the truth about what's goin on with the youth?

The bullies are pullin your leg, Lyin to your face, what a disgrace,

It's not even fair; you don't care for the victims of this horrible crime

Time and time again, I rhyme my bout my pain,

Leave on a plane to share bout my life

Talk about why I'm so shy, I'm not gonna lie

I must not trust the ones, who are like a bully,

So God help me, here I plea, on my knee

So I can be free, free from any bully who comes close to me

 

I was bullied; my agony just adds on, creates opportunity

I'll always be, fortunately,

I was bullied

Even if I am standin my ground, I'll still be thrown around

I was bullied

Even if I show them I'm really that tough

They still treat me real rough

I was bullied...

 

 

I want to end bullying, it would be amazing

I'm ready to fight, everyday, and every night

My proclamation, to this nation, is the desperation

For an inflation of those bullying , to be changing,

to be converting, those bullying, to instead be helping, reducing,

the number of victims, by declaring a dictum, and saying you can't mess wit em

and by sticking together, and with each other,

any type of bulling can be put to a stop, by being on top

of the mission, to be stopping any type of bulling,

Now that would be amazing

 

 

I was bullied; my agony just adds on, creates opportunity

I'll always be, fortunately,

I was bullied

Even if I am standin my ground, I'll still be thrown around

I was bullied

Even if I show them I'm really that tough

They still treat me real rough

I was bullied...

 


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