sometimes i love life
most of the time i hate it

i get bullied
and lied to,
manipulated

but i dont let it get to me
all because of you

the bullied girl had never spoken
when one day she did,
and all her bones got broken

you and i both get judged
because of our bodies, laughs, faces

but we also get told that we are beautiful
by ones we like/love

many people say things they dont mean
not knowing it could affect you terribly

they continue to do what they do
all i can say is be you

because you are
be-you-tiful

there's this thing called depression
it takes over my life
some things become an obsession
between you & i, there is strife