There they go again. Harassing this kid, so easily.
His name is Andy, he grew up right down the street for me.
I barely know him though I just see him at school while passing him
usually followed by 2 kids giggling in back of him.
I don’t know why they feel the need to interfere.
And I’ll be honest man, the kid’s obviously a little weird.
He’s got a stutter plus always talks to himself but it is clear
To me they shouldn’t mess with him he probably wish they’d disappear
Like yea he’s different, so? He ain’t causing harm to anyone.
Yea he might annoy them, not on purpose though, he’s never done
Something intentionally offensive like these other kids
Like yelling stop being a retard when they see him mumbling.
Or call him a fagget when he’s saying something awkward.
Yeah he lives with it, but he shouldn’t have to any longer.
He’s just a kid like any of us, and matter fact
Next time I see it i’ma say something and have his back
The next day ain’t any better, they’re abusing him.
Every day gets worse ’cause people except as they become used to it.
And he don’t stand up, but what can you do with that hate against you?
You call them out, you’re called a spaz with some anger issues.
They hear but they don’t listen, senseless.
They hearing that bullies are everywhere, thinking that here must be the exception.
But it’s so alive and it’s so true
they got open eyes but they don’t view
They got growing minds, that they don’t use
And it’s pulverizing our whole youth.
But to be honest, Most of these bullies don’t mean any harm.
They’re just kids like any of us, they like to be in change.
They like attention, they just lack guidance in getting it.
So they put others down, none of us are always innocent.
But that don’t make it right.
‘Cause again I’m watching Andy get tortured by two of his peers with no reason in sight.
And I know he knows I’m watching, he sees me be paying attention.
And it’s getting worse and worse I hope he knows that I respect him.
The next day Andy didn’t show up to school and I was nervous.
He always came to this class, I wondered what was the purpose.
The same class had the two kids who’ve been messing with him.
But without a target, both of them just blended right in.
20 minutes later the class was pretty quiet.
As Andy walks through the door he was shaking and crying.
As all the heads slowly in sinc turn, he pauses.
Then pulls a pistol out of his front pocket.
The girls scream, the boys sat there terrified.
Nobody expected it but everyone knew the reason why.
And before anyone could say something fully.
Within seconds two bullets flew into his bullies.
More screams as the bodies collapsed
I felt I should say something ’cause Inwas the only one who had his back.
I said “it’s over Andy, they’re dead, you had your wish”
He turned to me and said “you-you were the third on my list”