I spread happiness and joy
To this big, wide world.
And almost no matter what I do,
I get stomped upon by bullies.
In fact, the world seems full of oppressors.
But does anyone deserve this abuse?
Yet, people still suffer…
So I stand up for my beliefs,
But, most people don’t care enough
To do the right thing.
Why? I ask myself
Every sleepless night.
Because some people just don’t change…
Yet, I have to wonder:
Why am I spreading happiness to bullies?
Maybe because they’re the ones
Who need it the most.