What do you get out of all this name-calling?
Is it your life wish to see people falling?
They reach out for help, but it only gets worse
What is all this nonsense, just some kind of curse?
It's always the people who are out of the crowd
That always get shoved and pushed around
Does it make you feel better to see someone hurt?
How would you feel with your face in the dirt?
You make our lives miserable, pushing us down
Who do you think you are? On your head I see no crown
You're no better than the rest of us; have problems of your own
Maybe I should point them out, you deserve to be alone
You talk about the things we wear and how we look and speak
But it's wrong for you to say those things 'cause all you are is weak
Spreading all those rumors and always emphasizing lies
Really just makes you and your friends look like pathetic guys
I never make fun of you and I won't let you do it to me
Because you think I will give up, but I won't that easily
I hear the things you say to them and even though we've barely met
I decide to pick a side with them, since in that place I have been
We hear all your lies, so sad, and all your rumors too
And just to make you all so mad we decide to keep it mute
It's too bad you have no life other than talking shit
You want me to pity you? Too bad, I won't do it
Your selfish and uncaring ways are just another way to say
How inconsiderate you are in each and every way
Drop the stupid bullshit here, I'm done with all your games
You've lost every single time and now you're in the flames
~Bullies, by SymphonicMaiden
"This is a poem about people we call bullies. Bullying happens everywhere every single day. It can take place anywhere. It can hurt you mentally and physically, depending upon verbal or physical abuse. If you help raise awareness of bullying then we can create a safer environment. Bullying has led to suicide and people have even been beaten to death. Bullying needs to stop, for the sake of our future. Help spread the word."