the school bully

Every Morning I am at the gates
Waiting with my mates
You are simply a victim of me
I am not mad, weird or have a problem with my family
I am just like you and me, I am the school bully

I simply like to bully you
I take pride in the misery I cause you
I like doing the things I do
I have not been bullied myself
Despite what those books say on the psychology shelf

I just think that you are a freak
Or some little weird looking geek
I bully you so I feel better about me
I call it a rewarding bully tragedy
You think me twisted, no just malicious
Apart of my character being viscous
I
Watch you suffer and the pain I cause
I will stop I will not pause
I am going to graduate in a bully degree
It is just a shame that you will not be there to see me.

Comment On This Poem -- Vote for this poem
the school bully

[ Control Panel ]
Last 100 Poems