'Bullying' by Alan Marshall

The big lads from the different school

Making fun of me pulling faces

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.

Thumbs on noses

Poking out tongues

Calling me mental, spastic, headcase

They beat me up no reason

A gang of them

And just one of me, Alan.

I was only that big.

I went to the Bush Special School

I was disabled and they were all bigger than me

From the school down the bottom.

I don't know why I went to a different school

But they picked on me

No-one to stick up for me

They kicked me on the floor

Pushed me

I got up, I walked away, I cried.

Now it's feelings of: 'Stop it!'

Those kids have gone off

I get up, a man now,

Angered and tempered

Don't let it carry on

Call the police, headmaster, teacher

Call everyone

Tell them: 'Sort it out!'