She's got diamonds dripping from her neck
and around her skinny wrist
And many other places that Would take years to list
From her eyes when nothing is alright for her
When nothing is perfect or clean
She has pretty little diamond on her ears too
And hanging around her long blonde hair
Her face is a diamond glare
When she sees the ones she hates
The victims who did nothing
But have none of her diamonds
Some of them are jealous and wanting a few
But she just snaps their hearts in two
And leaves them there on the floor
Her body dressed in diamonds
Her shoes are twinkling with them too
And no one ever looks at her
When they see her diamond glare

Here in this little tale
That I am going tell
Is a simple scenario with three main roles
Starring
A bully, a victim and a bystander

The victim is walking down the hall
And thinking about his life
He lost his father in the lake of sorrow
While his mother fell off it's bridge

The bully is being abused
Which is giving him an excuse
To roam the halls like a prison warden
Or a ghost in a haunted home

The bully sees the victim
They catch each other's eye
An evil glare comes out of the bully's eye

The victim tries to escape
Yet he's caught before he can
And now blood is dripping down
upon the hallway floors
The victim is screaming ****** ******
And begging for mercy
The bully laughs and hits him harder
No remorse or regret

What's the role of the bystander?
Does he run for help?
Does he call out for a teacher?
Does he run and save the victim?
Does he do a thing?

The sad answer is no
He only stands there and stares
More heartless than a body
Made of solid stone

Will you be the victim's hero?
Will you help him out?
Will you join the bully's side?
Will you beat him up?
Will you be a bystander
and not do a thing?
It's up to you
You decide

Who are you going to be?
The hero, the bystander or the bully.