I'm Not Useless
From the bullied one today
But my heart is tugging in dismay
I say, "Just pass by, don't play hero"
But I turn around when my chances are zero
I don't expect the crowd to cheer so
I shake and tremble in fear
But the crying boy sees an angel appear
Filled with sadness, I shed a tear
I may go home with cuts and bruises
But I'm not useless
I'm not useless...
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I've never liked bullying and seeing so many bystanders who don't do anything. They simply watch or ignore, causing me to become furious with them. This is based off of what I wish someone would do in this situation. Just imagine a world where people didn't put up with anything less than what was right and contributing to the greatest good.
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