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by Kelsey and Benny

You laugh and tease,
you call me names,
I'm sick of all your little games,
who are you to pick me apart,
you throw things at me,
Iím not a board for your dart.
just because Iím tiny or fat,
quit hitting me,
threatening with a bat.
I'm just like you,
but you call me a Jew!
It's not fair,
you standing up there,
giving me looks
and hitting my books.
I have to put up with your pain.
You, me, her, we're all the same!

The gun is loaded
Iím ready to aim,
this life just ain't the same.
But as I pull the trigger,
I notice something new.
Killing me won't answer this,
I must kill YOU!

Pulling Through | | Why Me?

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