When you've called me stupid or geeky, nerdy or weird,
And you've hit me, beat me, my eyes have teared.
What am I to you, I ask, why am I not fine?
I ask this question now because I'm now your punchline.
You call me names, you hit me, you look down on me too,
Just because you don't like me doesn't mean that this you need to do.
But still, you go on, and pictures you tag,
Unless you're close by, and I can be your punchbag.
And it doesn't end just because the bell rings,
You leave, but you still do troubling things,
For in our world distance doesn't stop us at all,
As you have my number, you need just make a call.
And now I believe, once all has gone wrong,
Those things that you said with your devilish, forked tongue,
Now that I've been left by one of my most dear,
Your voice follows me, provoking my fear.
I cannot escape and still move, live on,
And what can I do now my smiles are gone?
I feed on emotion, on feelings and trust,
But my situation left my heart in rust.
A rope, a gun, and that's all it needs,
As on my brain your evil still feeds,
but a light shines down as through the same method,
That you had used, a cure has been perfected.
'A friend in need is a friend indeed'
This is not true, this I did not heed,
For I found a true friend not needing me,
But helping, caring and loving, you see?
And now no matter how you hoard your friends and try and put me down,
You'll never make me leave this world until there's no-one else in town,
For one can always find a friend even in their darkest hour,
And though we all still see the darkness none of us will lose our power.
So no matter how you hoard your friends and call me names all day,
There's nothing after the sixth hour to stop me going away,
And I challenge you to try it, to beat me to the ground,
When the whole Earth is on my side while your men are from the lost and found.
And if we were to have a war, your side against mine,
Us two leading our own forces, hoping to win within time,
There'd be nothing you could do to me or any of my friends,
For we all love each other and don't bother to go round these bends.
Yes you make our lives a challenge, putting speed bumps on the road,
But I'll never end up coming back, and before we met I slowed.
Your hatred spread like wildfire, but to my last once of strength,
I fought of your evil disease and pushed you back a length.
And looking back on my new story I wonder; if I tried,
Would you now leave the dark side and join me, by my side?
But I cannot pull the courage, I cannot form the sound,
For if I ask and you say 'No,' my defense would wall straight to the ground.
So now I sit here wondering, and this is all I do,
Because years before I killed our strand,
You loved me, and I loved you.
Yes, years ago we shared a love, and I remember then,
But you left me, and ' I love you' changed to a 'Do you remember when?'
Hatred is a disease, and I'm alive still for the cure,
But you were lost, and that's a cost that surely makes me poor.