Bullying Poems

Stop Bullying Poems

Bullying has caused so much damage over the years. It has caused depression and even suicides. To bully is to show cowardice. A bully puts others down, usually with their words and actions, judging them. Sadly, this only reveals who the bully is: a person who puts others down to feel better about themselves. Bullying can destroy a person emotionally. It is foolish and dangerous. If you are a victim of bullying, don't keep it a secret. Get help. You deserve to know just how many people have been in your situation and are on your side of the battle.

41 School Poems about Confronting Bullying

1. All I Ask
- By Caitlin Dwyer
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2015
I was a bully as a child. I was mean and hateful. As I grew older, I looked back at what I'd done, and I was horrified at the devastation I had left in my path. The words I said had faded away, but the scars were forever burned on those people. I wrote this poem from the perspective of those I've hurt. It was a way for me to feel a small piece of what they had felt back then and I could finally taste, for even just a moment, the bitterness of my words.

I'm sorry I don't impress you,
Don't act the way you want.
I'm sorry I'm not pretty
And don't have much to flaunt.

I'm sorry I don't impress you,
Don't act the way you want.
I'm sorry I'm not pretty
And don't have much to flaunt.

I'm sorry you can't accept me
For the way I am inside.
I'm sorry that your cruel words
Make me run and hide.

I'm sorry I'm not in your clique
And that I don't fit in.
I'm sorry that being born, to you,
Was such an awful sin.

I'm sorry I'm so ordinary,
Not an extraordinaire.
Does that give you reason, though,
To stand and cast your glare?

I don't know what to tell you
To make you stop your games,
And I can't think of a way for you
To take back all those names.

Please answer me this question,
And please be honest, too.
What do you get from hurting me?
What does it do for you?

We may not understand each other
Or ever get along,
But I've never said one word to you,
Never done you wrong.

So do me just one favor,
Just one simple task.
Please stop being mean to me.
This is all I ask.
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2. Wounding Words
- By Martine Indroy
- Published by Family Friend Poems January 2021
I wrote this poem after I had been bullied by different students for 5 years. I started experiencing flashbacks and anxiety attacks from those horrible events at school. I wrote this poem to express my feelings, but more importantly to show how important it is for teachers and students to take bullying seriously, here focusing on verbal bullying. Hurtful comments can remain with a person for years and crush their self-esteem. Bullying is not something that anyone should have to go through.

The Effects Of Bullying

Living in fear, day in and day out,
"Leave me alone," I just want to shout.
When you call me names like stupid and fool,
I don't understand, why are you so cruel?

Living in fear, day in and day out,
"Leave me alone," I just want to shout.
When you call me names like stupid and fool,
I don't understand, why are you so cruel?

My stomach hurts, my heart's beating fast,
'Cause nobody likes me; I'm always picked last.
The smile I once had on my face is now gone,
I'm all alone, never had anyone.

I can't wipe out the tears that I've cried,
I'm torn and broken, bleeding inside.
The wounds won't heal, scars won't go away,
I just cannot take this another day.

Nobody hears my voice when I scream
That things aren't always the way they seem.
A smile could conceal a very deep fear,
A thing that seems distant could be very near.

I'm sitting here alone in the rain,
Writing this poem and crying in pain.
They say words don't hurt, but I know that they do;
Please stop bullying me, I'm begging you.

After five long years of torment the bullying finally stopped.
It wasn't until then that my mood seriously dropped.
The memories haunted me, the words ringing in my ears,
And I became more and more afraid of my peers.

The pain consumed me, as I drowned in despair,
The feelings overwhelmed me; my heart felt beyond repair.
I couldn't take it anymore; I didn't know how to cope.
I didn't want to live; I had lost all hope.

To teachers and parents, I want to say this:
It's too late to save me,
but please save other kids.
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3. Closed Doors
- By Jane Kirby
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2011
All my life, I have been bullied by the same people. I have been beaten up, mugged and called names. I have resorted to writing down my feelings. I feel people need to know exactly what I've been through.

Escape From Bullying Poem

I cry myself to sleep at night
Just wishing it would stop.
Maybe tomorrow it will cease.
Then again, maybe not.

I cry myself to sleep at night
Just wishing it would stop.
Maybe tomorrow it will cease.
Then again, maybe not.

You push me and you poke me.
You call me hurtful names.
To me, it's like a prison.
To you, it's fun and games.

Your heart is made of ice,
But it doesn't even deserve that.
Mine was once a rainbow,
But you have moulded it to darkest black.

I hate you; I hate everyone.
There is no one I can trust.
Are you proud of what you've done?
You've turned my soul into dust.

I wish there were a door I could open,
A simple path I could tread.
I don't want to be stuck here forever
In this endless spiral of dread.
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4. High School Soldier
- By Kierra B.
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2016
This is to everyone who has been bullied. I have been through it, and I know what it's like. I know the feeling of sadness, depression, loneliness, and pain. NEVER attempt or even think of suicide! Killing yourself doesn't end the pain; it passes it on to others. You'll only let them win with your suicide! Those idiots who hurt you will pay the price of their doings. Trust me, they will! Smile, keep your head up high, and kill them with kindness. It kills them when you do this! Stay strong!

Inspiring Poem About Defeating Bullies

Every day when you come through the doors,
You are entering the high school war,
Where you will be shot at with words that could kill.
They are thrown without any rightful skill.

Every day when you come through the doors,
You are entering the high school war,
Where you will be shot at with words that could kill.
They are thrown without any rightful skill.

There is the laughter of the rival,
Who is just downright cruel.
Their words cut deep down,
And you, the victim, will begin to drown.

Keep your head high.
There is no need to cry.
Just wear a smile;
It'll be worthwhile.

Kill them with kindness, even if it hurts.
Don't let them shove you into the dirt.
Wear the uniform with pride.
Don't let them make you dead inside.

You are above them all,
So hold your head up and stand tall.
They'll all fall with a little time,
Because people throw rocks at things that shine.

You are fine the way you are.
Those who say otherwise can get stuck in the tar.
Soon things will get better, and don't say they will not,
Because sooner or later those fools will get caught.

So the next time they hurt you, remember this saying.
Nothing lasts forever, so just keep praying.
Next time, be strong like a boulder.
Every teenager is a high school soldier.
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5. See Those People
- By Amy
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2012
This is not from personal experience; it's from what I've witnessed in my dreadful school years. The catch is, you don't know the truth about anyone. You don't know exactly what they are feeling. Think before you speak to prevent suicide due to bullying. A smile can hide 1000 frightful truths. Smile at people who look like they're having a rough day.

Watch Your Words

See that girl,
The one with the smile?
Do you know she's been hurting for a while?

See that girl,
The one with the smile?
Do you know she's been hurting for a while?

See that boy?
Yeah, he's so cool!
Is that how he appears to be at school?

See that girl,
With that group alongside?
Do you know she considered suicide?

See that boy?
He seems so alive!
But every day he struggles to survive.

See those people?
All victims of hate.
Watch your words before it's too late.
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6. False Identity
- By Erin
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2016
I may only be a young teen, but I have created a false identity. It started in first grade. Everybody was picked on, so I became a stone. I didn't care about anything or anyone. Now nobody messes with me, but I want people to love me for me. I am older now, so I realize that not all people want to hurt you, but people only know my false identity.

Poem About Creating A False Identity To Cover Up Hurt

Sometimes
I wish that you could see
This scared girl inside of me.
I'm not really as I seem.

Sometimes
I wish that you could see
This scared girl inside of me.
I'm not really as I seem.
I'm not tough, strong, or mean.
That isn't me.

This isn't the real me.
I fight by day,
Yet cry at night.
No one can see through
My false identity.

I've been hurt,
As you can see,
So I created
A fake me.

No one ever tries
To get through my shield.
All I want to be is me.

How do I show
What I've kept hidden for years?
How do I show
All the silent fears?

What would you think
If I showed you me?
What would you say
Without my false identity?
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7. The Forgotten Ones
- By Corrina H.
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2014
I'm not good with this sort of thing, but I'll try. In elementary school, I had the typical bully problems. The rumors, getting shoved around a lot, etc. When I reached middle school, it got worse. The thing that hurt the most though was when they would just ignore me. At least whenever they picked on me I was acknowledged somewhat. But their silence is what got to me the most. Some of them have actually grown up and gotten over themselves, but there are still a few. I'm better than them. So are you.

A Voice For Those Bullied And Abandoned

I am the voice of those afraid to speak,
Those of us society calls weak,
Those you ridicule every day,
The ones who have nothing to say.

I am the voice of those afraid to speak,
Those of us society calls weak,
Those you ridicule every day,
The ones who have nothing to say.
We have feelings too, okay?

I am the voice of those alone,
The ones abandoned and on their own,
The ones who hide their pain in their eyes,
Those you never saw cry,
Those of us you just pass by.

I am the voice of those you forget,
The ones society regrets.
Though you see us, you don't care
Whether or not we are here,
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8. I Am
- By Charles Castro
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2007
My son wrote this years ago while in junior high, being bullied every day because of his weight. Now he works as a machinist in the aerospace field.

School Bully

I am like everyone else
I wonder why no one understands me
I hear the whispers
I hear 'em laugh

I am like everyone else
I wonder why no one understands me
I hear the whispers
I hear 'em laugh
I can see the cruel jokes as I pass by
I pretend not to hear

I am like everyone else
I feel all alone
Will they ever see

I touch lives of everyone around me
I dream of happier times

I am like everyone else
I understand that people are different
I hope everyone else will see
I try to be the best I can be
I am like everyone else

Charles Castro
7th grade 1996
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9. The Girl
- By Meaghan F Sullivan
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 15, 2021
Even when you go through so much, you can always pick yourself up. This is my story in the form of poetry, a way for me to let go. With this poem, my hope is that others can relate to it and find a place of peace to forgive your past but not forget since it is what makes you stronger.

Picking Yourself Up Again

A letter to that girl
That girl who sat by herself
That girl who doubted herself
That girl who was bullied

A letter to that girl
That girl who sat by herself
That girl who doubted herself
That girl who was bullied
She was let down

A letter to that girl
That girl who was used
That girl who was manipulated
That girl who was gaslighted
She was left in pieces

A letter to that girl:
You are beautiful
You are wonderful
You are you
Don't let anyone take that away from you

And I know this world can knock you so far down
Trust me, I do
But it's all about picking yourself back up
Fighting back
And showing just who you are

Look at you, so strong
You showed everyone who you are
And even in the darkest moments
You pulled through
And you became you

So this is a letter to that girl
That girl who was knocked down
But she learned to get up
Everything is easier said than done
But I know how it all feels
For this is a letter to that girl
And that girl is me
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10. Words Hurt
- By Kaylynn
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2012
I made this poem because I wanted to show how I felt about bullying. Some of my close friends were bullied, and I wanted everyone to know what it's like to be bullied.

Overcoming Bullying

You should know, bullying hurts.
It starts with one word, one word you blurt.
Fat, ugly, worthless. These are the words they hear.
Did you know you're their biggest fear?

You should know, bullying hurts.
It starts with one word, one word you blurt.
Fat, ugly, worthless. These are the words they hear.
Did you know you're their biggest fear?

Day by day you torment them;
it takes so long for their hearts to mend.
All they ask for is one true friend,
but you make them want their lives to end.

Every day they wake up with regret;
all they want to do is forget.
It's not just hitting and punching; it's the words you say.
They hurt so much; they want to fade away.

This is when enough is enough;
they're sick of playing strong, sick of playing tough.
But they know they can make it through.
You may not have known, but they always knew.

They put on a fake smile and pretend they're okay;
they believe they can make it all the way.
Of course your words still offend,
but they have been pieced back together again.

Someone leaves the crowd and lends them a hand;
they learn that it's time to stand.
Their smile is no longer fake;
now they have no reason to ache.

You see, all they ever needed was a friend,
someone to stand by them when the bullying came again.
Now they are free.
The insults barely sting, don't you see?

The bully is never wanted, unless wanted to leave.
The person you bullied now has no need for long sleeves.
Your work here is done, not that it should have started.
Now who's the one who feels broken-hearted?

Bullying gave you power that they refused to give.
You can't help but wonder "what if?"
What if they didn't get so strong?
What if they were crumbled all along?

What you don't think of is what could have been.
What if they pulled the razor to their skin?
What if you pushed them too far,
to where they tied a rope around their collar.

What if they wrote down all the secrets they had to spill,
right before taking an overdose on the pills?
You don't know what could have been done;
you were doing it all for fun.

You think they're losers, but they're stronger than you.
Have you seen what they've been through?
With your words you gave a black eye.
They are leaving, Bully, so say your goodbye.

But one more thing before you go.
Did you enjoy my little show?
Remember, words can hurt more than the punch,
Believe me now? Cause this was just a hunch.
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11. Bullying
- By Ruby
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 2015
I had an assignment last school year to write three poems, each discussing social issues. This one was my favorite because I felt that I, in a way, could relate to it, and so could many other people. I've loved this poem since then and figured, why not? So here you go.

Poem About Being The New Girl

They point their fingers and laugh
As she makes her way down the hall.

She keeps her eyes on the floor

They point their fingers and laugh
As she makes her way down the hall.

She keeps her eyes on the floor
And tries to ignore them all.

She makes her way through the day,
Wishing for someone to understand.

She wants someone to talk to;
She needs someone to lend her a hand.

Each night she cries herself to sleep.
How could people be so cruel?

Everyone makes fun of her
Just because she's new at school.
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12. The Kid In The Back Of The Class
- By Nick
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 2009
This is not a poem about rage and hatred. It's about the cruel behavior in our youth and how people can only take so much before being pushed over the edge. It's about not only blaming the perpetrator for school shootings but also the ones who fueled it.

The kids pointed and the kids laughed
at the young man that sat in the back of the class.

The one with his head down

The kids pointed and the kids laughed
at the young man that sat in the back of the class.

The one with his head down
to conceal his lost frown,
the one whose face of confusion
led to all the students' intrusion.

Him feeling miserable was the children's desire;
they most enjoyed teasing him of his attire.
From the clothing he would wear
to the weird styles of his hair.

As the children ridiculed him and called him names,
the young man hid his face in great shame.
What was he to do when it was one vs. all?
'Cause he knew what they'd do when they found him in the hall.

The bruises on his skin
were not punishments from his own sins.
But they were the cruelty for his differences,
and the consequence of his existence.

It was midday the next day when the school went under attack.
The students inside had no time to react.
Everything was happening all so fast,
and it all started right after that first blast.

Loud gunshots filled every hall,
and blood was splattered all over every wall.
For thirty long minutes the rampage went on,
until it finally ended with the death of the con.

When it was all over, reporters flooded the scene
and asked everyone around what they had seen.
Students said they never saw the man.
They said as soon as they heard the guns, they all just ran.

Days later the school was still full of broken glass,
but that didn't stop students from returning to class.
When class had started, the students placed, under their desks, their feet.
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13. Sticks And Stones
- By Lanna M
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2017
The reason behind this poem is because I see people every day at my school getting bullied, and I just wanted to let everyone know that you're not alone and not let what people say bring you down. You can't stop people from bullying, just like you can't stop people from killing people, but you can stand up for yourself.

Standing Up For Yourself

Your words, they cut like knives,
but they'll never bring me down.
You may push me in the deep end,
but I will never drown.

Your words, they cut like knives,
but they'll never bring me down.
You may push me in the deep end,
but I will never drown.

Your words, they burn like fire,
but I will not let them scar.
You cannot bring me down.
I've gotten way too far.

Your words push me and shove me down,
but I will always stand.
I will always do my best.
I will do everything I can.

So don't waste your time on me.
You will not see me cry.
You may have brought me down a bit,
but I will continue to fly

Your words may hurt like sticks and stones,
but I refuse to bleed.
I know you really hate me,
but this isn't what I need.
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14. Isolated On Your Screen
- By Juliana
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2018
This is a poem I wrote in school after someone anonymously posted terrible things to a girl in my grade and told her to kill herself.

Staying Strong During Cyberbullying

When you feel you're in the dark,
There will always be a light.
There are people who are there for you
To tell you it's all right.

When you feel you're in the dark,
There will always be a light.
There are people who are there for you
To tell you it's all right.

When you feel you're all alone,
Isolated on your screen,
You can find someone to help
'Cause not everyone is mean.

They can say just anything,
But that's not who you are.
You know yourself better than them,
So their words don't go far.

Be sure to keep your head up,
And don't hesitate to smile.
It will all get better
If you stay here for a while.
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15. In Support Of Those Kids Who Are Bullied
- By Patricia A Fleming
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2019
I wrote this poem in support of all those kids who are bullied every day. Poem about Bullying and Feeling Alone

Before he crawled into his bed,
He prayed his soul to take.
Then curled up in the darkness,
And spent the night awake.

Before he crawled into his bed,
He prayed his soul to take.
Then curled up in the darkness,
And spent the night awake.

He dreaded the morning and all it would bring
But believed that it never could change.
For with the dawn of each new day,
That face in the mirror remained.

He longed to pull the covers up
And stay forever there.
And when the sun came creeping through,
He questioned if God even cared.

He grew weary from the struggle.
He longed to have one friend.
He wished they could accept him.
He just wanted to fit in.

But for him, school was a battlefield,
A place where he never felt safe.
And at times, he felt so much anger inside,
He worried how much more he could take.

He felt bruised and battered inside and out,
So he withdrew into himself.
He wanted to fight but didn't know how.
He wished that someone would help.

But he silently carried his hurt and his pain,
So ashamed that he acted so weak.
He tried not to cry and never complained.
He would take the abuse and retreat.

Sometimes he contemplated getting revenge.
Then some days he just wanted to hide.
Sometimes he thought he could kill everyone,
Then there were moments he wanted to die.

Every day he faced bullies, angry and mean.
They were always lurking out there.
They tried to destroy every ounce of esteem
And convinced him that nobody cared.

His life was a nightmare he had to endure,
And he wasn't alone in his pain.
He saw there were others who were different, like him,
And their torture and hurt was the same.

So is this the life that we wanted for them?
Should our children feel anger and fear?
And is this the legacy we'll leave behind,
Or should we save them while we are still here.

So instead of us arguing after the fact
And taking a stand that's too late,
We must teach them the value of kindness
And that differences should be embraced.

That the human spirit can be fragile and weak.
It can break in the blink of an eye.
And we must always respect others' dignity,
Or our humanity can't hope to survive.

The days of their youth remain in their hearts
And will color their future ahead.
So let's help them create a warm, welcome place,
Instead of a world filled with dread.
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16. Childish
- By Tabitha Houghton-Smith
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 2010
This is to all the people who get bullied constantly. I know how you feel.

Poem For Those Who Get Bullied

My world is starting to die.
and I slowly start to cry.
People talking smack,
right behind my back.

My world is starting to die.
and I slowly start to cry.
People talking smack,
right behind my back.

The childish games they play
need to end this very day.
I don't think they realize,
the tears coming out my eyes.

I hate how they get to me,
and how they don't see
that my heart is bleeding,
and that my tears have meaning.

They mean I am hurt,
and I want them to stop talking dirt.
They mean that I can't take it,
and that there's stuff they just don't get.

There's more to me than they know.
I just don't let it show.
I hide the things inside.
But I wish I could speak my mind.

I wish they knew the real me.
Then they could leave me be.
I'm just so scared of rejection
that I can't even stand my own reflection.

People just don't understand,
I want to show who I really am.
There are so many things I need to say,
but even if I could, they won't give me the time of day

If only I could say it all.
Then I wouldn't easily fall.
They just don't comprehend.
That I could be a great friend.

I hate how they view me,
as small and weak.
Inside me I am learning to be tough,
I am able to fight through the rough.

I just wish that was who I could be,
on the outside that is, I mean.
My world would be so much easier,
if I could be a little happier.

Like I had said,
their childish games need to end.
and they need to realize
that there is truth beyond these eyes.
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17. Alec's Poem
- By Kaitlyn Hayes
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 2011
I have been bullied myself before, so I know what it's like to be pushed around. But just remember if you're feeling down, I'm the perfect person to give advice. Thanks for reading my poem.

Poem On Courage To Overcome Bullying

Stab me in the back,
kick me to the ground,
no one even cares,
when you're already down.

Stab me in the back,
kick me to the ground,
no one even cares,
when you're already down.

So just keep your strength
no matter who's around,
remember it's a fool
who always gets pushed down.

No matter what they say,
and no matter what they think,
never let one's words
get in the way.

You're so great,
I wish you could see.
When you're feeling down,
remember you've got me.
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18. Anxiety
- By Jade .S. Aka Shane
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 2015
This poem is just about how I feel on a regular basis. I've been sexually molested and bullied, and now I suffer from anxiety attacks. This is one of the poems I wrote when I just couldn't hold it inside anymore.

Poem About How Anxiety Feels

Chest tightens,
Gets hard to breathe.
My only escape
Is when I drug myself to sleep.

Chest tightens,
Gets hard to breathe.
My only escape
Is when I drug myself to sleep.

Constantly I wear a mask.
Constantly feeling afraid,
Worrying if the monster will attack me today.

But sometimes I'm at peace
With myself and everyone around,
Or maybe
It's just another pretense
And I wear the mask all over again.
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19. The Problem
- By Hayden Lee
- Published by Family Friend Poems May 2016
I am Hayden Lee and I am 12 years old. My poem means a lot because it has a mixture of personal incidents and my own perspectives on how people have it every day. I usually write poems as a comfort technique to deal with school, so I hope you like it.

Bullying And Having Enough Of It

How much longer can I take,
Constantly trying not to break,
It goes on and on--day by day,
Another piece of me chiseled away.

How much longer can I take,
Constantly trying not to break,
It goes on and on--day by day,
Another piece of me chiseled away.

Called names like ugly, strange and fat,
How am I meant to put up with that?
Why is this happening to me,
I ask you nicely--set me free!

My pillow is soaking with all my tears,
School always gives me fears.
The girls and boys scream and shout,
In this cage of worries--let me out.

I beg for all this hurt to stop.
I feel like I'm falling like a raindrop.
I don't think I can take much more,
0 to me 1 to you--that's the score.

I want to go, I want to leave.
Let me go, please, oh please.
Do you agree life's one big con?
Please don't look for me when I'm gone.
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20. What If?
- By Jamie L. Firestine
- Published by Family Friend Poems May 2013
Bullying is painful. I hate it so much. Nobody deserves it. I wrote this poem to show bullies, what if it were them? I want to make a difference in the world and this is my first step.

Anti-Bullying Poem

Bullying hurts, don't you see?
You are nothing, but a big bully
Don't you think of what could have been?
What if they put a razor to their skin?

Bullying hurts, don't you see?
You are nothing, but a big bully
Don't you think of what could have been?
What if they put a razor to their skin?

What if they wrote a note to say goodbye?
And their family and friends were left wondering..why?
What if at night, they cry themselves to sleep?
By morning, it's too hard to get up on their feet

They are afraid to come to school because of bullies like you
When they try to tell an adult, their plead is overruled
Soon they can't take it anymore
They think, "What do I have to live for?"

Finally all of their secrets start to spill
They grab the bottle and overdose on pills
All they ever wanted was a friend
And to hear the words, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again"

You did it all for the fun
You didn't know what could've been done
What if you pushed them a bit to far?
All your actions have caused one big scar

Haven't you seen what you put them through?
You think they're weak, but they're stronger than you
All they want to do is forget
They think, "how much worse can it get?"

Don't you know, you're their biggest fear?
They scream so loud, but no one can hear
What if it was you who got hurt everyday?
Tell me how many words you would have left to say
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41 School Poems about Confronting Bullying

1. All I Ask

2. Wounding Words

3. Closed Doors

All my life, I have been bullied by the same people. I have been beaten up, mugged and called names. I have resorted to writing down my feelings. I feel people need to know exactly what I've been through.

4. High School Soldier

5. See Those People

6. False Identity

7. The Forgotten Ones

8. I Am

My son wrote this years ago while in junior high, being bullied every day because of his weight. Now he works as a machinist in the aerospace field.

9. The Girl

Even when you go through so much, you can always pick yourself up. This is my story in the form of poetry, a way for me to let go. With this poem, my hope is that others can relate to it and find a place of peace to forgive your past but not forget since it is what makes you stronger.

10. Words Hurt

I made this poem because I wanted to show how I felt about bullying. Some of my close friends were bullied, and I wanted everyone to know what it's like to be bullied.

11. Bullying

I had an assignment last school year to write three poems, each discussing social issues. This one was my favorite because I felt that I, in a way, could relate to it, and so could many other people. I've loved this poem since then and figured, why not? So here you go.

12. The Kid In The Back Of The Class

This is not a poem about rage and hatred. It's about the cruel behavior in our youth and how people can only take so much before being pushed over the edge. It's about not only blaming the perpetrator for school shootings but also the ones who fueled it.

13. Sticks And Stones

14. Isolated On Your Screen

This is a poem I wrote in school after someone anonymously posted terrible things to a girl in my grade and told her to kill herself.

15. In Support Of Those Kids Who Are Bullied

I wrote this poem in support of all those kids who are bullied every day. Poem about Bullying and Feeling Alone

16. Childish

This is to all the people who get bullied constantly. I know how you feel.

17. Alec's Poem

I have been bullied myself before, so I know what it's like to be pushed around. But just remember if you're feeling down, I'm the perfect person to give advice. Thanks for reading my poem.

18. Anxiety

This poem is just about how I feel on a regular basis. I've been sexually molested and bullied, and now I suffer from anxiety attacks. This is one of the poems I wrote when I just couldn't hold it inside anymore.

19. The Problem

I am Hayden Lee and I am 12 years old. My poem means a lot because it has a mixture of personal incidents and my own perspectives on how people have it every day. I usually write poems as a comfort technique to deal with school, so I hope you like it.

20. What If?

Bullying is painful. I hate it so much. Nobody deserves it. I wrote this poem to show bullies, what if it were them? I want to make a difference in the world and this is my first step.