There was a day that a bully realised their fault, And it started with a little boy asked the following, And I quote.
Hey there, I know that its time for my daily dosage Of pain, laceration and unchecked aggression. To receive those unseen scars that you whip across my heart But before you hurt me or break me even more I have a question for you Why?
Why do you give in to the world around you? I see in your eyes how much you cry every night Trying to get that satisfaction from hurting me but, Still you feel empty. Why?
Why do you hate me so much? Is it the colour of my skin? Do you hate the fact that I don’t know what happened to you and me? We were friends despite what they said, but slowly You. Drifted. Away. Why?
Why do you want to change so badly? I have already lost who I am and become what you wanted, But still you hate me and break me. Why?
Why Don’t you know that I can’t change everything? My accent, my likes and dislikes yet you still hate me, You tell me to choose BLACK or WHITE When I’m BOTH. Why?
Sorry if I went to personal but I needed to know, Why do you hate me so and, Why do you continue to do so, even after I tried to change? So,
Dear Bully, you can do what you were going to do, But please before I leave answer my questions, You don’t even need to tell me. But do it for yourself as it will help And before I go, I have one final question.