What it is to be me ..... A victim? A bully ?

What it is to be me .....a victim ? Or bully.... ?

There's this solid little boy
He's picking at scabs on his knees
His head shaved to a number one
And his school shirt has ripped sleeves
He's sitting in the school yard
It's a freezing winter morning
He has no jumper
The chilly start
A mere warning

His mother didn't come home last night
His breakfast non existent

He puts himself in a day dream
Of sweets , jam and bread

And scratches the sores the lice left
Before he hastily shaved them out of his head

His father was on the drink last night
And for fun have him a beating
He left the house before the break of sun
So he missed the beating repeating

He sits and waits for the flock of crowds to enter through the school gate
He awaits the noise
So he can watch the boys
Kicking the footy with their mates

And as the first part of the crowd
disperse into the yard
He takes a breath
Puffs up his chest
And stands taller to look hard

He knows how this day will unfold
Although he wishes for difference
But it's hard when no one really sees him
Their unfortunately busy with ignorance

See they think his bruises and scrapes are from fighting
As he usually has to in the school yard
Because that's his defence mechanism
It's his only one facade

They don't no that his punished
At home
for simply being there
And although he tries to disappear
To run for him
There's no where

And when the kids all start to chant
There words make him see red
And punch and kick is the only way he knows to react to them

Once again he is in the office
They don't bother to call his parents anymore
The phones been disconnected
And he's been left behind plenty times before

No one bothered to ask him
How things are for him at home
They just put him down as a problem child
Another statistic on paper
A waste of their recourses and energy
That kids cold as stone ....

And when he tries to open his mouth
To communicate his pain
He worries for another beating
And shuts his lips tight again

See we never really no the story
Of why some kids do what they do
And some are so damaged
They can't learn anything new

They take it out on some one smaller
Cause that's what they've been taught
All in the pecking order
His every relationships been fraught


I'm glad there's more awareness
And I hope more to come
But if you see this kid
Take a minute .....
Ask him why he's done the things he's done !

And if your heart retracts
From the way he reacts
Maybe try and understand why it is he attacks
Your alarm bells should start to ring
Your intuition kicking in
Please open your eyes
And if someone's bullying your child
Work to find the reasons why
For no child deserves to be left behind

He doesn't want to be nasty
All he wants is just one friend
But ... Until he's able
To feel more stable
His misery won't end x