The bully's not me

I will share with you
what i have to say
I'm not a bully
in any way

it hurts to be called
something so bad
and to have it said
prevents something sad

you sit in your room
wondering why
saying you will
let your life go by

no body deserves
to call you that
it makes you feel
like a flimsy hat

but if you know
what you really are
than you will keep going
you will go far

let happiness come
straight to you
i tell you and promise
you will get threw

don't let a word
pull you down,
mix you up,
make you frown

don't let your face
drown in blue
keep it alive
with whats true

you are not a bully
so don't even think
sit down, eat something
have a drink

a bully is someone
difficult to see
have a thought
would that be me?

what sort of bully?
physical or words?
when you find out
they fly past like birds

don't let the word
throw your family apart
where was the beginning,
where is the start?

how could that
happen to you
begin another life
make it new

what caused all
of this delay?
search for it, find it,
throw it away

how could someone
make your heart break?
want the truth?
their a fake!

i hope my poem has made you see
i want you to know, the bullies not me!