Helping Hands
• Written by Thor712
Helping hands
pull me out of the sand on to land
like a cand fish, can you ich my back with my
sack I can't reach
anyway I need you for many ways
let's say I needed help with the bullies
there stinging like bees please I fully need your
help, don't you here my yelp.
No some say they called me gay, I say
why though help a brother out
but without a doubt (even with my shouting)
I fall down the tall wall in the hall I get sucked into a black hole
no one helps even though my yelps make it quite easy for someone to know
somethings up.
but there are some people who say yes they are the
best they keep me safe from the bee stings of the bullies,
and the many things that they say and do
that make me blue.
They don't call me gay or say hay look at this short
idiot. or make fun of me for buying lego kits, or for having zits.
they don't care they breathe in kindness air they can't bear
to see the bee stings or any
of the other things that the bees do to me
they see the bigger picture. they don't pull the trigger.
Helping hands don't need to be friends
they can be people ready to lend there
time to help instead of making a dime
or making slime or having free time
they have what everyone in the world should have
or would if everyone worried about them selfs
They have kindness
the thing that everyone needs
so next time you are going to talk crap about someone
look at your self
and if your perfect you can
say your scars.
Don't be a bully
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Thor712
Member since April 11 2019