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Why do you pick on that kid everyday?
She may be feeling like a stray.
Do you think it makes her feel ok?
I don't think it does in any way.
It's not nice to be mean.
Why do you want to make a scene?
The wounded healer is a savor who only want to help for her sins.
The wounded healer is strong minded but we train it to be passive.
What did I do…
What do I do
What on earth did I get myself into?
What will happen to all the days that weren’t too bad?
But it’s okay, I’ve won all the fights that I’ve ever had...
Which was one *RING*
You should know bullying hurts,
With words fat, ugly, worthless,
It make me useless in my own tales
But wait, like paper, words hurt
Help me
You were my friend were you not?
Help me
I'm dangling off a cliff
Help me
The abyss of darkness
Help me
I'm on my last finger
Help me
Now I know you were just another fake
No one knows me
Because all they can see are my faults
All they can see is the worst in me
No one knows me
All they can see are my bad days
But not the kind ones
Here she is
Acting like your typical thirteen year old
And everyone thinks they know her
Or hear her
But they don't know the girl under the mask
They read the lies in a book labeled as her life
Grow up in a smalll town, seeing the world with sunshine and rainbows
Few years later the color in life fades like an old tattoo
You see the struggles
The fights
The sudden loss of hope
People self medicating
Loneliness is similar to a jail cell,
except the bars are invisible and the guard is your worst fear.
Loneliness is similar to poison ivy,
once you try to get rid of it on your own- it only gets worse.
1/30/18
A boy at the highschool down the street from mine killed himself.
It's sad, I know.
But I'm not sad, I'm livid.
I’m from a small town,
lonely and lost,
my dysfunctional family,
with a lost hope in humanity,
growing up with so little,
so little to love,
New and a bit alarming,
Were the howls and groans -
The ones masked by wolves and violent storms.
Violent storms much like the ones in Belle's head
and eyes - those, which sparkled, now hone.
Let's be honest,
Words hurt
A single word can damage someone immensely
"Stupid"
"Ugly"
"Fat"
"Freak"
All these words can cause depression and even suicide
So stop.
I'm the girl you won't date because of what you heard
I'm the girl with the name that is all in your mouth and in someone elses ear
I'm the girl whose business you rely on so no one focuses on yours
Alone I sit in the dark,
Cold, broken, torn apart.
Shackled to a wall of fears,
Tied down by my own tears.
My voice stuck deep in my throat,
I reach to grasps the words that choke,
Think before you speak,
We've all heard it before.
The wonderful advice we often ignore.
Unaware that words are as sharp as swords,
Cutting into our flesh, the demons we bore.
I stand at their mercy,
Don't forget the crash
Don't forget the burn
Every word spoken
The ones that hurt.
Don't forget the incredulous
The ones who don't believe.
Stay tough and prove to them
That YOU are strong
A world of hate and critisism.
A world of judging eyes
What more can we do but listen,
As people speak their ignorant lies.
I know I can't stay silent,
Not when I can fight,
I wanna belong here
I just want to fit in
I wanna be
All the things
That I’m supposed to be
But I just can’t seem to figure out
Don’t let me disappear
Walk a day in my skin
The Different Kid was colorful
His voice was loud
His eyes were bright
Sunny hair and a wide, white smile
They say that if you brushed against him,
You’d walk away with a rainbow on your shoulder
He keeps his head down
as he walks down the hall.
Looking up, he spots them.
He stops.
They see him and approach him.
His brain yells at him to run,
but his legs canno move.
All I am in life is a complete mess up that ruins everything
No matter what I do; I always manage to mess up everything in my wake
Everything I do leaves a huge crater that will sting
No, I am afraid you’re wrong.
I am words
And lyrics
I am “tell me that I am everything you need.”
No, I am not silence.
I am tears and laughs
V1:
Always kept me on the shelf
what a never-ending hell
can I cope with all the stress?
Everyday I’m so depressed
V2:
We are all young,
We tend to push people down, and make them feel worthless.
but yet, we know we are doing these things and not stopping them.
If you cry every night because of the memories of yesterday
Think in the present and figure out how you could of fixed the mistakes of the past
So in the future you don't have to suffer the same mistakes of yesterday
I see the pain, I see the power the cruel gain.
I stand aside, I turn and hide.
When will I stop being so afriad?
What makes me tick?
That drumming of your fingers on the desk?
How about the way you stare,
With those fancy clothes you love to wear?
No.
I don't have all the money in the world.
Can’t stop dreaming
Can’t stop thinking
Of you bleeding
Screaming
Your beaten body
Lays bruised
As they chant around you
Oblivious
To what
They’ve just done.
Can’t you see he’s tired?
Tired of all the hate?
They tell him it’s because he’s weird
And this is just his fate
Can’t you see he’s tired?
We are all sons and daughters of our Heavenly Father.Can't we all just get along?Can we continue to love one another,And help those in need?Can we bare each other's burdens,And pray for one another?
I remember when candy was sweet
And reality was a treat
When the world was right
And the sun shined bright
When smiles were true
And the tears were through
Flawlss perfection.
Perfect body.
Perfect Teeth.
Perfect clothes.
Then theres me.
Im a size 18-20 in pants
My teeth are crooked and yellow.
I think of Walmart as hollister.
And as I digress
I realize there is nothing more I can ever do than to accept myself
Being nurtured and loved by the same society that turns around and disownes you for what?
Being Fat
Short legs
Huge boobs
The first time I began to scoot, crawl and walk towards my dreams of accomplishing more than I had dreamed
The first time I began to imagine a world unlike the one I lived in, a utopia where dreams and realities would collide
You sit there and pick at other people's flaws
But yet you dare to self-reflect
Not know how you effect other people's confidence
You show people how to hate themselves
But not how to love them
YOUR WORDS HAVE NEVER HURT MORE.
IN A TIME OF CONSTANT PAIN YOU CHOOSE YOUR SECOND OF BLISS OVER BRIGHTENING A DAY IN THE LIFE OF ANOTHER.
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
ARE YOU HURTING TOO?
How do they feel,
With all your hate?
Once they've gone,
You'll find out too late.
How would you feel,
If they messed with you?
Would you fight back,
Or just know it's not true.
They sent their kids to get an education
But what they got was a nasty situation
They thought their kids would be laweyers and doctors
They never thought they'd be victims and martyrs
Welcome to hell
I don't like being laughed at,
or pushed down anymore than the next person.
But I can honestly say...
I'm used to it.
So... I'm okay.
You see, I've been around long enough to know that it's a cycle.
I'm crying in the corner
Feeling so alone,
Why wont anyone talk to me?
I just want a friend
When will this nightmare end?
I'm nice and sweet
but all I do is get beat.
Look over your shoulder and you see a girl,
Angry at herself and scared of the world.
The marks on her body, the scars, are hints,
The minute I step in: All I see are eyes,
Eyes completely looking at me laughing and taunting me with hatred and despise,
The stressful look on my face wants to find somewhere to hide,
Words. From youth they hold power over us. Children quickly learn that “yes” is good and “no” is bad.
Lend me your ear my friend
And hear of a wonderous place
Where people are happy
And no one is hurt
There is no pain in this world
Only happiness and love
All love is equal and free
the cyber bullieslike to hideyou want to knowreasons why
cause in realthe games they playthe hurt they makethey cant get away
Can you see it?
The hatred, the abuse?
She doesn’t show it
But what’s the use?
People will say it’s for “attention”
Throw her against the wall
Threaten her to mention
Because they fear to fall
The rolling waves of time
Lap onto the shores of life
Smoothing all the stones
On the shore, I feel alone
Whenever I am near the water's edge
I'd rather be in bed
Where I know I can sleep peacefully
You only write once
Well I think that's a lie
For writing is eternal
It will never say goodbye
My life has been a mess
Lots of stress
I'm almost done with high school
And that's my final test
Founded by people who want us to succeed,
Surrounded by people who do not believe,
Hurt inside because of depression,
No emotion or impression,
Hurting others with a fist,
Bruising at no risk,
Walking through the halls you see them everywhere, The mean girl making others feel invisible. But where, where are the teachers? The ones who should being protecting us. The ones that are supposidly our safe haven. The warmth in the sun.
Size seems to be
the only thing we care about
in this society.
How big someone is,
or just how small.
How rich someone is,
or not at all.
Just love one another
So apparentlyPeople don't careHow what they sayEffects others
So apparentlyPeople don't careHow what they sayKills others
We were made to be different.
We were made to stand out.
But sometimes life is hard
And we just want to shout.
Sometimes we want to scream from a rooftop.
Other times we want to lock our doors.
It's going to take more than white washing walls in bathroom stalls,
It's going to take more than "unfriending" and blocking,
It's going to take more than pulling your hair down low over your face,
You see im not much into historythe dictionarybut I know what the words we say mean,the words we say take affectrecalect, no respect,Like tomorrow , sorrow,we have so many things to see
You brought me from darkness into the light focusing now on the right path rather then a crooked dead end. Trying to turn away from sin. You have never stopped loving me from with in.
Maybe,The whispers will overwhelmThat beautiful mind of yoursThey'll pull, rip to shredsThese worries in your headInsecurities you didn't knowPlagued you.So convinced that they know
They say listen to your heart, don't listen to your mind,
But what they don't realize is that's just a waste of time.
You got people over here actin' like they cool,
Tryna' be popular but they really old school.
You know that girl who's always smiling?
The one that laughs at everyone's jokes?
Can you tell on the inside she is dying?
A pain that even Hell can't invoke.
It is because she is different.
Razors Slice Wrists Bleed Red Runs Down the Drain. All of this to get my mind to stray away from pain. My torment gone
I chose to be spat on in public.I chose to be called names.Fag. Dyke. Sinner. Abomination. Devil worshiper.Mistake.I chose to be hated by the ones I loved.I chose to be hated by the ones I trusted.
This to you, if you are a person who bullies I hope you hear
I hope you listen to what I've got to say
This is you , the victim , I want to tell you not to fear
There was a student, who was very shy,
He dared not to look at the judging sky.
His soul was lonesome no take to others,
He would only converse with his brothers.
He then was disclaimed by his no good band,
The world turns its back
But the stars still shine
When did we start hating
All of man kind
Wrong kind of skin
Wrong kind of mind
Wrong kind of love
But a love that is mine
They say pain sweeps through a person like fire,
Spreading apart muscles, burning them down to the bone
The simple fire now spreading to every organ.
Physical pain can torment the body,
striking fear in someones eyes
does not get them to Respect you.
fear is an unpleasant emotion
which only makes someone fretful
Bruises all over me
And my body is very weak
I can barely move
My mind is twisting in circles
What is there to do?
Would anybody believe my story?
The dark sky is filled with strange dark clouds
Every night it’s hard for me to sleep
Dreaming of being attacked
Makes me not want to eat
I can hear the bully calling my name
To tell me who I am,
Is to waste your needless breath.
My youth is evidence,
To fit in
In the end
Will make you fit out.
The struggle of peer pressure.
Suicide! Suicide! Suicide!
What would you do if I wasn't here?
Would half of you shed a tear?
You think you know me
Can you can tell everything I'll ever be
Think you can tell who I am.
You say things to tear me down
What would you do if I wasn't here?
Would half of you shed a tear?
You think you know me
Can you can tell everything I'll ever be
Think you can tell who I am.
You say things to tear me down
(poems go here) Just end it already,
The statement rings in my ears,
As I sit here writing this letter to you,
I want to do it,
Why not end it now?
I always think of it why not now?
Once upon a cold December-
A deformed face in a fogging mirror-
Whispers of a shadow stretching its hand,
The toll of the bell filled the land.
Then a piercing silence did descend.
Remember me when I’m gone,
When I’m cold and lifeless,
When you miss me the most,
When your soul is filled with darkness.
Shut up! She screams as she hears yet another crude comment in the halls. She's tired of the hate and the abuse towards everyone around her.
Bullyied
When I felt the first hit I cried
When I heard the first word I sighed
But what did you do?
You just, just lied
If actions speak louder than words,
Is Cyber Bullying L O U D E R?
Bullying isn't something new...
But, Cyber Bullying is.
This has caused many deaths...
Most deaths are suicides..
You never got to know me.
You would never even try.
You told me that you would rather
I just go home and die.
Such tears of pain,
of shame,
wiped from the page
smeared in ink stains.
If only she had known,
maybe these tears
would never have shown.
My mind cannot be undermined
Desensitized
Compromised
Only Heightened
Enlightened
Brightened
How can you try to understand me
You aren’t me
So how can you try to see
See how I tick
I cant take it anymore!
Any place and every place I'm mocked, bullied, and abused,
every step I take is pure pain,
and every breath is that much longer with this horrid pain.
Peace is something I've never known,
Little Maxy brought a gun to school today and shot himself
He put it to his heart and shot himself
The echoes from the roar of the gunshot were dense and shallow
Like the bullet passed through empty space
I'm my own person,
I'll fly with my colors or my style,
You can't hold me down,
With your collar and sting of insults
and words to shame me.
STOP!
Everyone stare
Everyone talk
Everyone think
There are some things that can be done
Preventing this action can help thousands
I'm sitting here
On the bathroom floor
The water surrounds me in an ever changing pool of tears
I search the vastness of the floor
And find in my vision
The bottle of pills
Now empty but for a few
Does it make you feel better
to hurt me with your words?
Does it help your self-esteem
to put me in a world of hurt?
Her hearts been fighting for a while now,
Her eyes have stopped their crying now.
She will pull her self together,
for one last call.
This is her break down,
her call for help
when all else has failed.
This light is fading
These eyes are crying
This blood is flowing
These hands are shaking
My mind is wondering why
It's me that has to die
My heart is telling me
All I had to do was try
Unable to learn "properly"
Unable to communicate "properly"
People think it means they are stupid
Or retarded is the word used
Most often nowadays
They think these people
Will never be able to
Insults and taunts
Whispers and rumors
Words swirling and circulating
Around and around the school
About me
About you
About him
About her
About us
About them
About everyone
Dark salt water drips on lined paper
A shaky hand scribbles
Dear mom_
Stops_ heaves a sigh
Purple and blue color his face
His body
Pain
Crippling
Silent screams pour into his mind
