You know them.
They bring you down.
They ruin your day.
They make the good things bad and the bad things worse.
They are awful.
I
know there is a general sentiment among the older generations that kids
today are weak. They can get overwhelmed by bullies. They get
depressed.
They say things like:
“Why don’t they just fight back?”
“A lot of successful people were fueled by bullying when they were younger.”
“It will toughen you up.”
What
they don’t realize is that bullying is on a whole different level than
it has ever been. You used to be able to go home. Leave school. Leave
the bullies when the bell rang. Maybe you had to deal with them on the
bus, or the walk home. But once you got home, you could escape.
It’s not like that anymore.
The Holistic Nature of Modern Day Bullying
It’s everywhere.
School.
Home.
Day.
Night.
Weekdays.
Weekends.
All day.
Every day.
The
internet has allowed bullying to become a monster for anyone who is
unfortunate enough to be on the receiving end. Web 2.0 has allowed it to
become a living nightmare.
How
many times do we need to hear the heart wrenching story of a young boy
or girl taking their own life just so they can escape the torment of
relentless bullying to realize what we are dealing with here?
The threat is real.
It comes in the form of trolls, fake accounts, hateful words, disgusting jokes, and unrelenting attacks.
The
worst part? The bully is someone you know. It is someone you see every
day. Someone in class. Someone you interact with. You may not know
exactly who it is, but you have an idea, and there is nothing you can do
about it. Hell, you may know exactly who it is and still can’t do
anything about it.
You know it, and they know it.
No one can step in until “something” happens. That “something” is always physical. It could be a fight. It could be a suicide.
You have to deal with it until you can’t deal with it anymore.
Think about that.
Nothing can happen until you can’t physically and emotionally handle it anymore.
Not until you break.
It is awful just thinking about.
You know you have been there before. It may not have been bullying, but you knew you would break if it continued.
That’s what these kids have to deal with every day.
We love the Hollywood ending to a bullying story, don’t we?
We
want it to be like A Christmas Story, where Ralphie gets fed up with
Scot Farkus and beats the s*** out of him. The bully crumbles in to a
bloody, sniveling mess in the snow. Good. They deserved it.
But it doesn’t always work like that.
It
is usually much more devastating. Effecting the lives of the victims of
the bullying and their families. Or God forbid, the lives of bystanders
that have been watching the bullying and never taking a moment to speak
up, or step in.
Reality
Bullies are sad people.
All
of the ugliness and darkness that they spew out towards you comes from
inside of them. All of that darkness. The hatred. The ugliness. That is
them. That is who they are on the inside.
They
are the weak ones. The good part is they know it. The bad part is they
will never let anyone else know it. But we do. How? Because only hurt
people hurt people.
Confident
people don’t need to put people down, or talk themselves up, or
redirect negativity. They are confident enough in themselves to let the
way they live do all the talking.
Confident
people don’t need to tell you how great they are and the things they
have done. They know you see it. The weak ones are telling everyone
about it. You know people like that. It’s a weakness, not strength or
success.
Just like a bully.
Bullies
feed off of people they think can’t take it. They are weak and think
you would be a good victim. It builds them up to break you down. But you
can’t let them.
It
sounds cliché, but karma is a bitch. People that treat people bad will
be brought down. It is inevitable. If they don’t realize the errors in
their ways and change their behavior, they will end up all alone. Angry.
Weak. Sad. With no one to take all of that anger and sadness out on but
themselves.
That is not a good place to be.
They
need to be prayed for because they are broken. They want you to feel
like them, so they attack you. Why should they be the only unhappy
people? As much as you want to hate them, know that all of their
ugliness comes from somewhere, and they have to deal with that. Believe
that they will.
Strength
This song is for the bullying victim.
You don’t deserve what you are going through.
You have put up with so much already.
You are “so mother***ing strong.”
It may not feel like it. You may not know it. But I know it. The people around you know it.
You
have everything you need to get through this inside you. You have
God-given strength that has allowed you to endure all of this up to this
point. It can build up everything that has broken down.
Take the power
back from them. They knock it down, you build it back up.
“When they buried you, they didn’t realize you were a seed.”
Never give up.
Never give in.
Bully
Your words are, like knives,
I don’t, don’t think I’m, alright
I wonder if I’ll make it on my own?
You build off of, my breakdowns.
What’s worse is, I let your hatred in
and slowly break my down,to the ground
I don’t, don’t think I’m, alright
I wonder if I’ll make it on my own?
You build off of, my breakdowns.
What’s worse is, I let your hatred in
and slowly break my down,to the ground
Chorus
You pull me under, but I’m still alive and breathing.
You drag me down, but I’m going to stay right here.
And watch it fall all to pieces, then build it back up again.
You bully me, but I am still alive and breathing.
You push me ‘round, but I’m going to stay right here.
You never will break my spirit, I’m stronger than anything.
You drag me down, but I’m going to stay right here.
And watch it fall all to pieces, then build it back up again.
You bully me, but I am still alive and breathing.
You push me ‘round, but I’m going to stay right here.
You never will break my spirit, I’m stronger than anything.
I’ll wear these, scars I have to, shed light for, the others
struggling, to make it on their own,
not alone
not ashamed to, to say that,
what you’re doing, is not right.
I know I have the love to make me strong,
from above
struggling, to make it on their own,
not alone
not ashamed to, to say that,
what you’re doing, is not right.
I know I have the love to make me strong,
from above
Chorus
you’re words are, like knives, but I,
I think I’ll, be alright.
I know that I can make it on my own,
’cause I’m so motherfucking strong.
You build off of, my breakdowns.
But not today,
you can take your hateful ways,
and change before you drown,
cause they’ll be nobody around
I think I’ll, be alright.
I know that I can make it on my own,
’cause I’m so motherfucking strong.
You build off of, my breakdowns.
But not today,
you can take your hateful ways,
and change before you drown,
cause they’ll be nobody around
Chorus
No comments:
Post a Comment