Power of the pen

Now that worst of the bully's from my old school have been granted parole,
They are having visions of me dieing in flames,
The bullies who now go to my college,
I am giving them two weeks,
Before they start with spreading the same old shit and same old names,

Bullies like that six form girl Alicia gives me a sharp stare,
She sees my little brother as target,
But what she doesn't realise is for both of my brother and sister,
I will always be there,

In that school bullies are trained to hunt there victims down,
On the sound of the school bell,
Once they have there victims in target,
They leave them without a leg to stand on
whilst the others watch from the sidelines like this girl called Michelle,

If some one had me stabbed,
and it was all over the news she'd be the one to rub it in on msn,
But people like her underestimate me assume that I am soft,
It was because her and her friends I chicken scratched my arms,
But the lord saw this injustice and gave me the power of the pen,