There might be some
Think back
You were not kind to
Possibly a fact

You may not have noticed
At that time
You were being a bully
Truley unkind

I have been on the other end
Ridiculed in school
For not being the same
They saw me as uncool

I was the bookworm
Who sat under the tree
In the park
The person you didn't see

The child whom had no voice
Who you thought dumb
I did that out of choice
To be the only one

In a world where differant was wierd
Or thought odd
I just took it in
Then wrote what I saw

Don't be that person
The one afraid of change
The bully.. Be the friend
We are all the same

We might surprise you
You will see
Some become presedants, or council
Some are set free

I am and choose my destiny
My path is set
I am free from guilt and regret
That is me

So I was the nerd.. Not the bully
My arm extends
I will set you free
To all become friends