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Bullying I'd like to tell them what they put me through
And how they made me feel
I'd like to tell them how they hurt me
As i wait for my wounds to heal
I'd like to tell them how i cryed
Again and again and again
I'd like to show them my cuts and bruises
that remind me of their pain
I'd like to tell them what i think of them
And that i never did anything wrong
I'd like to turn back the hands of time
To stop my misery from going on so long
I'd like them to think of me
And remember what they've done
That they hurt me, my friends and family
And thought it was fun
I'd like them to think of me
As i tied the rope to my bed
And wrapped it tightly round my neck
But i can't.....
Because im dead
Sticks and stones broke my bones, but it was the names that killed me.
Don't let bullies take your life. Put a stop to them now by calling a confidential childline Prison Boy Prison boy came home one day his true love ran away when he asked her the reason why she answered him with this reply, If u wanted to be in my life you would live an honest life but u chose a life ov crime so prison boi go do ur time late that nite in his cell prison boy rand that bell 2 screws came through the door and saw him lyin on da floor at his feet they found a note readin dig my grave and dig it deep put red roses at my feeta turtle dove at my chest 2 show the world id die 4 love so all you girls ber in mind prison boyz are hard to find so if u find 1 love him true den he will die 4 u. The boy woke up, just 14 years old.
He brushed his teeth just like he'd been told.
He rushed to the door & grabbed his books.
around & around he then looks.
From the second he reaches the bus the names start to be called.
They made fun of his clothes & the book-bag he hauled.
The boy never really fit in school.
Being smart just didn't make you cool.
I remember one day i saw him drentched in mustard.
kids were throwing pizza & school custard.
Then one girl poored milk over his head.
he walked to the office wishing to be dead.
& the girl he liked had no heart at all.
He gave her a flower & told her to call.
she took the flower & threw it in the trash can.
& told him she'd never date such an ugly man.
so that night he said good night to his mother.
kissed his dad & tucked in his little brother.
He put on his shoes & walked through the night.
until his middle school crept into sight.
he grabbed onto the rope he said his goodbye.
for then he decided he wanted to die.
so he took a step & down he fell.
he hung there right infront of his own hell.
"Jon Gettle hung himself in front of his middle school in Illinois at midnight. He left a note. it stated: "Bullying is a problem" iplease dont bully! Get a FREE Piczo Site
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