Plight of the bully.

Hello, my name is Eddie, at school they call me a bully.

I'm not a vicious person,
or I never used to be
not untill people provoked me,
they pointed and laughed at me.

They made fun of my family,
my weight and my size.
They just kept on teasing me
even with tears in my eyes.

For years they continued
all the while I grew bigger,
still they would taunt me
and make fun of my figure.

Untill one day I snapped,
I just lost control.
They shouldn't have teased me,
they should have left me alone.

So now I'm a bully
and I couldn't care less,
I beat people up
my clothes are a mess

All I ever wanted was friends
to have fun with
to go to the park with
to play little games with.

Now I'm a bully,
it's the others that started this
they're as much to blame
and as much of a part of this.