There’s something wrong with Danny, he’s become withdrawn,
He used to be so happy, now he seems forlorn.
Perhaps its the age he’s going through – we used to be so close,
He shuts himself away in his bedroom, appearing morose.
I only want to help him. I’m not trying to intrude
But if I ask a question he can become quite rude.
I can’t tell anyone and I don’t want to worry Mum
If I did it would only make it worse.
I don’t want to go to school. Why are they all so cruel?
What have I done to deserve this curse?
Today they tied me to a tree – used me as a target – threw mud at me.
I hear their laughter in my head each night as I lie in bed.
There’s someone watching from afar, knowing it’s not right,
Yet they don’t want to get involved, to help me in my plight.
Why won’t they stop them – be my friend? Why won’t they help make my agony end?
I just want to lie down and die – not pathetically cry.
People say, ‘Stand your ground, when you see the advancing crowd.’
But when its only you, you can’t!
They advise, ‘Tell the teacher of your class’, yet if you do they call you a grass.
I really don’t know what to do – no one knows what I’m going through,
No one cares how I feel inside.
Why did I let it happen? Perhaps I should have seen.
Maybe I could have done more for the lad,
But I didn’t realise it had got that bad!
I must share the blame. Its my job to protect –
Yet I’ve so much to do – I can’t be perfect!
It was only a bit of fun – a laugh to put on Twitter,
It wasn’t our fault he was so soft, or that he was a quitter.
He just let it happen; we didn’t inflict any pain,
We didn’t know he’d take his own life, that he wouldn’t play our game.
Today we are assembled to mourn the loss of Dan,
A lovely young boy – who will now never grow to become a lovely young man.
Many of you sitting here saw what he went through
And you’ll be asking of yourself, ‘Was there anything I could do?’
To stand aside – to see it happen – means we are all held to account.
Let’s hope we’ve learnt our lesson –
And let’s kick bullying out!