I am the BULLY.

I told my friends that bullying was nutritious,

I take it upon myself to ruin children’s existence,

Teachers interfere with us, they are so officious,

But all the witnesses are grinning in indifference,

You send me to detention and I’ll send you to the dentist,

I see the wimps faint after I scared them shitless,

I grabbed a skinny kid and flung him like a discus,

I threw a r*tard off the school roof like Tetris,

I put a kid on a stretcher, I think his name was Nicholas,

He had better apologize and beg for my forgiveness,

I punched two kids at once, ambidextrous,

I found a lesbian and laughed at her for her difference,

I asked a bald kid if he had some kind of sickness,

I choke kids with my hands like the world’s worst necklace,

I am the BULLY.

I’m always honest,

If I say I want to beat you up, consider that a promise,

My wedgies are atomic,

I get my mad skills from my dad, he’s an alcoholic,

When he yells at me, I think he’s a bit demonic,

I hung a kid from a flagpole, I’m so patriotic,

I talked to a nerd with glasses, he’s so idiotic,

I beat up his disabled friend, and he called me psychotic,

How ironic,

I punched a Muslim boy, now his face looks like ramen,

This kid named Bobby is an autist, so I tossed him,

In the garbage and told him that was where he belonged,

Another kid named Thomas was drawing a comic,

So I stuck the pencil up his nose and loudly mocked him,

My friend bought a new phone, so I dropped it,

A little kid had a balloon, so I popped it

Someone got a sarcophagus to school for their project,

So I put a claustrophobic girl in, she was screaming all morning,

I am the BULLY.

When I leave school, I come back home with a smile,

To the laptop on which horrible things I’ll type,

Maya and Kyle are online

I’m going to make them cry,

I’ll call them names, but for now, I’ll just say ‘Hi!’

By nighttime, I’ll try to make them both like to die,

Kyle replied, the time is ripe to strike,

I write, “Freak show, get to the psych!”

I can already see the guy trembling in fright,

Then I tell Maya, “You’re quite fat for your height!”

“How’ll anyone ever love you when that’s what you look like?”

No reply, no surprise, then she types, to my delight,

“Quite right, I hate my life,”

Just a block would have sufficed,

But a reaction is what I really like,

My excitement spiked, and I get hyped,

I message Kyle and tell him that he should up and die,

Enough for today, I think I’ll hit the hay,

Dream of fame and wake to hear my mother say,

“School’s cancelled, a student passed away,”

I asked, “What was his name?”

She said, “I think he’s in your class - Kyle Lindsay.”