maddie-sink - Hello Poetry

Sometimes I would be afraid to go to school. I was afraid someone would tease me or call me names. I was in fear of one person in particular. I still am. They don't know their 'playful' teasing actually hurts. Or when they trip me in the hall. No one should have to live in fear of going to school. Yet I do. I don't know if it will get better, or even if it will go away. I don't want to live in fear. I want to feel confident, not second guessing everything I do. They destroy every chance at confidence I have. I can't feel good about myself when they do this. They have destroyed me, and what little confidence I ever had.

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Dec 2, 2014

Dec 2, 2014 at 12:35 AM UTC

Hurting

Sometimes I would be afraid to go to school. I was afraid someone would tease me or call me names. I was in fear of one person in particular. I still am. They don't know their 'playful' teasing actually hurts. Or when they trip me in the hall. No one should have to live in fear of going to school. Yet I do. I don't know if it will get better, or even if it will go away. I don't want to live in fear. I want to feel confident, not second guessing everything I do. They destroy every chance at confidence I have. I can't feel good about myself when they do this. They have destroyed me, and what little confidence I ever had.

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I know all boys aren't like this, but a lot of them are. Rules for Boys: 1. You treat all girls with respect 2. You do not call them "chicks" "little girls" "xxxxxxx" or any other hurtful names. 3. Girls have feelings too. 4. Teasing is a form of Bullying 5. No girl will like you if you think of them as being less than you. 6. Everyone is created equal. 7. Don't call a girl names just because they are standing up for themselves. 8. All girls are different and unique. 9. Your ego doesn't matter. 10. You don't have to be a certain way to impress girls. Be yourself Sexism needs to stop.

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Dec 2, 2014

Dec 2, 2014 at 12:27 AM UTC

To all Boys:

I know all boys aren't like this, but a lot of them are. Rules for Boys: 1. You treat all girls with respect 2. You do not call them "chicks" "little girls" "xxxxxxx" or any other hurtful names. 3. Girls have feelings too. 4. Teasing is a form of Bullying 5. No girl will like you if you think of them as being less than you. 6. Everyone is created equal. 7. Don't call a girl names just because they are standing up for themselves. 8. All girls are different and unique. 9. Your ego doesn't matter. 10. You don't have to be a certain way to impress girls. Be yourself Sexism needs to stop.

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They always say 'If you love them, let them go.' They are wrong. It's so hard to let go of someone. If you love them, hold them close. Tell them you love them. But, letting someone go can be the best choice you've ever made or the worst mistake you've ever made.

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Nov 25, 2014

Nov 25, 2014 at 10:23 PM UTC

If you love them, let them go.

They always say 'If you love them, let them go.' They are wrong. It's so hard to let go of someone. If you love them, hold them close. Tell them you love them. But, letting someone go can be the best choice you've ever made or the worst mistake you've ever made.

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Her blood ran deep So did her cuts. She loved seeing the blood slowly seep from her wrists and she covered them up She broke glass and cut too deep Her scars are what hold her past- -Or what's left of it. She never told anybody She thought she deserved it. Now, a year clean, her scars show her fears faults memories weaknesses. But she's proud.

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Nov 24, 2014

Nov 24, 2014 at 12:25 AM UTC

Cutting

Her blood ran deep So did her cuts. She loved seeing the blood slowly seep from her wrists and she covered them up She broke glass and cut too deep Her scars are what hold her past- -Or what's left of it. She never told anybody She thought she deserved it. Now, a year clean, her scars show her fears faults memories weaknesses. But she's proud.

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1st grade She was called short 2nd grade She was called stupid 3rd grade She was called clumsy 4th grade She was called fat 5th grade She was called ugly 6th grade She was called flat-chested 7th grade She was called acne face 8th grade She was called fake 9th grade She was called a *** 10th grade She took her life.

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Nov 24, 2014

Nov 24, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC

Bullying.

1st grade She was called short 2nd grade She was called stupid 3rd grade She was called clumsy 4th grade She was called fat 5th grade She was called ugly 6th grade She was called flat-chested 7th grade She was called acne face 8th grade She was called fake 9th grade She was called a *** 10th grade She took her life.

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In the locker room after gym they laugh and point as they smother on their lip gloss and eyeliner They made fun of the girl who tripped while playing a game I confronted them, said they were stuck up. I helped the girl up, and she ran away from them. They stood there in silence. I realized: They don't know what kindness is.

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Nov 24, 2014

Nov 24, 2014 at 12:12 AM UTC

Those girls

In the locker room after gym they laugh and point as they smother on their lip gloss and eyeliner They made fun of the girl who tripped while playing a game I confronted them, said they were stuck up. I helped the girl up, and she ran away from them. They stood there in silence. I realized: They don't know what kindness is.

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On my first date I want to be with you, on top of a mountain with a great view. The sky will be blue and that'll be the first time I thought I loved you, little did I know, you weren't planning on staying it was heartbreaking to know our love was fading. I told you what was on my mind, you didn't care, I went home and cried. At least I know I tried, our love wasn't sad or dark, And looking back, I realized it didn't leave a mark on my heart.

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Nov 17, 2014

Nov 17, 2014 at 11:02 PM UTC

First Date

On my first date I want to be with you, on top of a mountain with a great view. The sky will be blue and that'll be the first time I thought I loved you, little did I know, you weren't planning on staying it was heartbreaking to know our love was fading. I told you what was on my mind, you didn't care, I went home and cried. At least I know I tried, our love wasn't sad or dark, And looking back, I realized it didn't leave a mark on my heart.

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As I take my last look into your eyes I smile Not for particular reasons, none at all I go beneath the water Slowly, the air slips from my lungs and travels to the surface in little bubbles. I start to close my eyes as I reach the murky depths of the lake The lake in which we first met. I quietly drift off as I watch you fall to the ground in defeat I'll miss you. That's for sure. I'll miss our trips in which we spent talking and gossiping at the lake. I'll miss you. I'll miss the memories of our first kiss at the lake. I'll miss you holding me as I cried when dad died or when you held me as you told me "I love you" I'll miss you. You told me I didn't have to do this but I did. You couldn't understand all our trips to the lake, and I couldn't tell you In my mind, everything is always my fault. That's why I chose the lake.

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Nov 15, 2014

Nov 15, 2014 at 10:57 PM UTC

Goodbye

As I take my last look into your eyes I smile Not for particular reasons, none at all I go beneath the water Slowly, the air slips from my lungs and travels to the surface in little bubbles. I start to close my eyes as I reach the murky depths of the lake The lake in which we first met. I quietly drift off as I watch you fall to the ground in defeat I'll miss you. That's for sure. I'll miss our trips in which we spent talking and gossiping at the lake. I'll miss you. I'll miss the memories of our first kiss at the lake. I'll miss you holding me as I cried when dad died or when you held me as you told me "I love you" I'll miss you. You told me I didn't have to do this but I did. You couldn't understand all our trips to the lake, and I couldn't tell you In my mind, everything is always my fault. That's why I chose the lake.

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It's just you and me: together between the trees, singing happily. But there's one little catch, you aren't even there, it's just me we aren't by the trees. As always, you're gone, it's me, and i'm not singing because you're not here.

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Nov 13, 2014

Nov 13, 2014 at 10:37 PM UTC

Need

It's just you and me: together between the trees, singing happily. But there's one little catch, you aren't even there, it's just me we aren't by the trees. As always, you're gone, it's me, and i'm not singing because you're not here.

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