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He Was A Real Life Genius

He was a real life genius

And didn’t even know it

With simple things he struggled

He wouldn’t give up and quit

 

They said he was ********

I think they were being mean

To them he shouldn’t of listened

Smartness he never conceived

 

At school he always got bullied

Laughed at, kicked, and beaten down

Then he was really quiet

Because he’d been pushed around

 

His heart broken in the end

He was sitting all alone

Thinking how life was unkind

No one to see falling tears shone

 

His best friend found him hanging

He put a rope around his neck

His friend not understanding why

He never said that's how he felt

 

Wondering what he could have done

Now his friend’s heart is hurting

Telling about being bullied

So began the job alerting

 

Our differences are proper

That is how we were created

Just accept each other like we are

Because bullying is time wasted

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a-michaelle-yarbrough
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Published
Apr 15, 2013
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