My Private Hell

My Private Hell

I will tell you what being bullied is,
being bullied is Hell and what makes
it worse is not being able to tell.

I get up each morning, not wanting to go to school,
You may wonder why this is,
Well I'll tell you all.

For I get bullied each day, in class,
and it seens incredible
how long each day does last

I don't know why I get picked on
each and every day
It makes me wonder why do I stay.

I think I could runaway,
no one would miss me I'm sure,
O  how I wish the teacher
would lay down a bullying law.

Now I have written my troubles down
I feel better it's true,
but tomorrow's another day
and I pretend to have 'flu.