The Right Choice

To fight is wrong
To not is a crime to your pride
Your parents didn't lie
But to let a bully stomp on you while you lay dry to the lips
That makes them really cry
Use words as your weapon
Become a witty light saber
Instead of shying away to avoid getting guilt on your fists
But if the low life doesnt get your gist
Maybe this time you shouldn't miss
If this freak is getting in the way of your happiness
Show him what this geek is really made out of