The tears of the worst pain ever felt
Abusive words and the teasing over powers my thoughts
The taunts and laughter of those who hurt me
Emotional and mentally scar me
Keeping me thinking that I was useless and worthless
Came home feeling worthless
A pathetic little being wasting space
Someone who should die and leave this pain behind
Wanting to end the life I lived, but knowing it wasn't the answer
I looked at myself in the mirror and saw an imperfect freak
A lonely ugly girl, a loser with no friends, someone unpopular
Seeing how all my imperfections stood out in the mirror
“Flat-chested” “unpopular” “unwanted”
Going to school to face the same abuse each day
I lived a life in hell with no protection
Her laughter and name-calling cut me deep
The cuts and scars on my arms proved it
The blood that fell on to the carpet and stained it there
The emotional tears I let out at the end of each day
How did I end up the victim of such cruel punishment?
How did they not see that they hurt me so bad?
The pain never showed on my face because I was afraid to get hurt physically by them
I didn't want to rat them out and have them come after me
Hurt me until the blood ran down my face
Until tears marked the weakness that I held within me
So I stayed quiet
Shuteye and silent
I let them bring me down
I let them see me frown
Let them cut through me
Leaving scars behind
Hurting me
Destroying my self confidence
Killing the pure smile that once was there
I let them do me harm and didn't let anyone help me
I had friends who could have stopped them
I had family who could have helped me
I had trusting teachers who would have ended this
But instead I hid in fear and sorrow
I let the fear eat my bravery
I was a coward and now my past haunts me
It still lingers on the scars
Boiling in my blood waiting to leak out
How can I escape the tears and pain from long ago?
Then I see those in the position I was in
The teasing and taunting they go through
Not having anyone to turn to
No shelter in their time of darkness
The misery that lies in their fake smiles
I see the pain behind the tears
They want out and want peace
Some end their lives
Some are tempted too
Others try to fight
Others hide
Others would kill to be different
Others would want a second chance to start over
Others pretend to be something they aren't
But then there are the brave souls who fight and grow into a stronger people
They look their pain in the eye and spit at the fears that brought them down
I wish I could be one of the brave souls
Instead I pretend that my life was perfect
I pretended that my tears never fell
I pretended that the blood never left my body
I pretended that the words never hurt me
I pretended to be strong to face the world
Inside I never was completely healed
I was broken
Torn apart
Bruised and weak
Troubled and alone
I know what those poor souls go through
I want to let them know not to have fear anymore
No more anger being put on them
No more abusive and destructive words being thrown at them
No more negativity about yourself
No more suicidal thoughts
No more pain and no more tears
It’s okay to be unique and to stand out
No matter what you are
Gay or bi or straight or lesbian
Religious or atheists
Skinny or full figured
Tall or short
Black or white or tan
It doesn't matter to those who care for you
It doesn't matter to God how you look like
It shouldn't matter to anyone
We are strong and beautiful people
Those who brings us down envy us
They envy are strengths
They see that we have power within us
To feel power they bring those people down
Thinking it will break us
Hurt us
Kill us
We are strong but not until our bridge collapses
Then we weaken and bow to the power forcing us down
We are the victims
We are the weak ones
The forgotten souls
The outcasts
The ones they pick on
We are Bullied