Confessions of A Bully

With all the bully talk lately it's time to hear from the other side.

I was the class bully when I was in school

Showed any weakness and you were my tool

Recesses and locker rooms I was the king

    Everyone knew not to say anything

 

  Always in trouble for starting up fights

     Easy enough for someone to incite

I knew all about the strong and the weak

I wrote the book on the law of my street

 

I teased and intimidated whoever I pleased

  I could make anyone get on their knees

I was the worst kind of childhood regression

  Being fueled by unchanneled aggression

 

I beat up the years and started high shcool

  and I had perfected the art of the cruel

 No one dared give me any kind of s**t

    Everyone knew to zip up their lip

 

Strutting down hall ways I owned them all

  I had an entourage at my beckon call

I didn't have to fight anyone anymore

  That's what all my lackey's were for

 

Then my world got turned upside down

 When my first girlfriend came around

   I was a pariah and a nasty kill joy

  But some girls can't resist a bad boy

 

  We made out just about all the time

I felt like a prince with her hand in mine

  she left me for a big highschool jock

I thought my universe was falling apart

 

  When the smoke cleared and I was alone

The pain in my heart had melted the stone

    I could see fear in kids terrified eyes

    I knew respect through fear was a lie

 

   I changed my ways and bullied no more

Graduated high school and joined the corps

  Left my home town and never went back

It's a s**t little place full of ugly flashbacks

 

High school reunion there's no flipping way

       What would I do what could I say

  Hi here comes your worst childhood fears

The one that kept you in therapy for years

 

    I deeply regret everything that I did

    Every last fight every scared little kid

   So here's a bit of reformed bully advice

  If you love to bully you're wasting your life

 

 

Author's Note

Okay I wasn't quite atillia the flipping hun in school but was in constant trouble for fighting and yes I was a school yard terror and here's the problem with kids that bully.It works and in a perverse way it is empowering. Some kids are terrified while others think you're the coolest kid they've ever met and while most girls think you're an asshole some of them find you irresistable. Bullying's a vicious circle that's never going to end, kind of like war. Don't excpect that to stop anytime soon either.

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[Pax]

"So here's a bit of reformed bully advice If you love to bully you're wasting your life"
~by far i was never the bully but the bullied one... but I've learned through the years to be strong and understand each one of them...

this is really an honest write from you my friend...with a positive and great advice in the end... You deserved 100 for this write...
well done!!!

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you for reading confessions mr Pax.

[Ees]

My favorite line:
"Strutting down hall ways I owned them all"

This was an interesting poem to read. I have never known or seen a bully. (I just didn't go to that kind of high school. There were fights, but there was always a reason... it was... I don't know different). It was hard for me to imagine a bully being so confident. I always thought bullies were weak, pathetic, little things, not confident and strutting. So maybe this gave me a different perspective.

I liked the part where somehow a girl and a broken heart could have changed you. I didn't see that coming.

I can't imagine not wanting to attend my high school reunion even if I had been mean. I'd be just dying to see what everybody was up to. I'd want to know who looked good, who looked bad, who had some cute little kids, who partied out already...ect. I like to see what happens. lol.

I think that all of the media attention to bullies is absurd. I think that there are supposed to be bullies... If I had a kid who was being bullied, I would want to destroy the brat, but... eh, it'd teach 'em some life lessons too.

anyway, great poem.
Very thought-provoking.
Good Job!

[Baby Ricochet]

I grew up in a small, southern town with one High school. Kids were brought in from surrounding towns that were to small and poor to build their own high school. THeir were even kiss that literally lived in shacks and trailers in the woods. Class rooms were overcrouded, the ciriculum was about 20 years behind the rest of the country and racism was prevalent. Not against blacks so much as against migrant kids. It was a s**t hole of an enviorment for learning and disipline was non existent. I didn't know any better at the time but now I do. Food for thought for cutting public education.

[Ees]

I went to a public school too. It was very different from what you experienced. Though I hear it got pretty racist after I left, but that is a whole different and very complex story. My school had rich kids who had parents who owned planes and islands as well as average lower-middle class kids who lived in 2 bedroom houses that were built in the 1920s and even kids who lived in houses that were once tents that they just tacked walls up around. It is about 2 square miles though and in upstate new york. Our discipline consisted of "mutual respect" it was pretty much achieved. It was always a kind of hippish town though... and though everybody came from different economic classes we were pretty much all white, (Mostly Irish, Italian or Jewish- if you weren't Catholic you were Jewish.) I went to an unusual school, but that is were my expirence comes from.

I have been working in a city school recently, about three miles from where I went to school and that is a completely different world. American students do not have equal shots at education. It all depends on where they live. It is crazy!

anyway, great work, thanks for sharing!

[Kaylor Mason]

You reap what you sow

[Baby Ricochet]

For sure

[That_Girl]

I was viewed as many different things in high school. I was aggressive and got into a lot of fights and therefore, a lot of trouble. I instigated a lot and pushed people, but never considered myself a 'bully'. I was 'bullied' by a lot of kids and never messed with anyone 'beneath me' if you know what I mean.

Now, to end this idiotic rant, reading this felt almost refreshing. Obviously, it was honest, which you know I love... and it started out as you picking out certain flaws and displaying your less than civil behavior... but then, as the poem continued, you were sort of slapped in the face and began to see the whole big picture. It ended positively.

So like I said, without even commenting on the BS grammar and s**t I usually b***h about, this was refreshing. Novel and alluring like everything else you write. Wonderful job, one of my favorites from you, Baby.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you for reviewing Confessions That_Girl