Reaching out to the misunderstood

This is for the one's who have no family
The one's who been tossed around, beatin in the alley
The one's who always hide away
For fear of being picked on in every way
Laughed at, pants, pushed and smacked
Holding All their emotions in until one day they just snap
I'm reaching out to let you know i understand
I've been there before but now I'm a better man
I know it hurts, I know it sucks
One way to get back is to go out and make a million bucks
People just think they look real cool
But really when they bring you down its them that looks like a fool
Don't come down to their level and do something crazy
Talk to someone who is willing to lend a hand
Someone who will actually listen and not someone lazy
If nothing you have me, I've been down that road and know how to help
If need be, go ahead and message me.
I know this poem is short, but what it's have to be long for?
I've got a message that needs be be told
I hope someone reads this before something bad unfolds.