That cold stab of a piercing glare,
A slight shake of the head, repeat, "I don't care I don't care."
The push and pull of hair,
A slight tear, repeat, "I don't care I don't care."
A boy wrapping his arms around you taking away the fear, kissing away the tear, putting you back together.
But the bitch is always there because you care, you care.
The boy a cheat, the bitch the meat, you were the bait now they feast upon your beat.
beat is heart, beat is soul, beat is a secret to not be re-told too late it's out, broadcast in a shout.
Shame they didnt love you.
A/N this says it all a bully, a typical boy and an average school day.
