Bullying

School days are such happy ones,
You often hear it said,
But all I have is worry, going around my head.
What will they do to me today?
What will they think, or say?
Sometimes I feel so sad,
I want to run away.
The sneering and the jeering,
The slapping and the kicks,
The thought of yet another day,
Makes me feel quite sick.
So I'll just keep on running,
And stay out of their way,
Until I have the courage,
To ask for help one day.