Dedicated to victims of bullying
Feeling lost amongst the popular, a pin within a stack of hay
When waking up feels way too hard and harder still with each new day
No friends at all who understand, no one to lean on for support
Nothing to do and here I am, a rabbit, in the lights I'm caught
Don't tell me that you understand
Not even if you've felt the same
You don't know how it feels for me
It's brand new rules, a brand new game
It's such a shame
Nobody sees
They're hurting as they hinder me
But they will know, I'll make them see
They never should have messed with me
I'm lost amongst the popular, one blade of grass, a field of green
The superficial, all the same, they do not even know my name
They think they do, they make them up, they taunt me as they steal my lunch
They never stop, they never will, they do not even have a hunch
Don't tell me that you understand
Not even if you've felt the same
You don't know how it feels for me
It's brand new rules, a brand new game
It's such a shame
Nobody sees
They're hurting as they hinder me
But they will know, I'll make them see
They never should have messed with me
They never should have picked on me
Revenge is sweet and all my teeth, yes they are sweet
Not just the one but all by gums, perhaps my tongue
Enjoys the taste, no thought for haste, it's such a waste
I'll take my time to prove them fools,
These faceless tools that rule in school
I swear I will forget them all
Don't tell me that you understand
Not even if you felt the same
You don't know how it felt for me
With brand new rules, a brand new game
It's such a shame
They could not see
They hurt me as they hindered me
But they will hinder me no more
I'm stronger now than once before
And when in years to come I find myself reflecting on these years
I'll shed no tears, recall no names, or evil games or faces all the same
With cruel expressions, no, not one more second of my life will go
A waste of time, a waste of space, now gone, without a trace
Copyright 2010 J.B.O'Halloran
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