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Every day, I keep my head up. Every day, I get bullied. Every day, I keep a smile on my face. Every day, I get a black eye. Every day, I laugh. Every day, I cry. But every day… I stay positive. Positive. Positive. Stay positive. Look at the bright side — But the hill is too high. What if staying positive isn’t the answer? What if anger and revenge were? No — that’s negativity. Stay positive. That rich, rare (forced) smile must stay on your face. It must. The next day comes. As every day goes, I stay positive. My bullies trip me. The whole school laughs. I stand up, laughing with them. I laugh. Laugh. Laugh. My voice becoming hoarse, raspy — As my laugh grows louder, I reach into my bag and grab a knife. Stay positive. Stay positive. (Cut them) Stay positive. **** them) Stay positive. (Make them all suffer) My mind is blank before I wake up — White padded room. Straight jacket. The metal door opens. A doctor steps in: “Ash Westword… You killed 23 people in your school. Why?”
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Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 4:53 PM UTC
Positivity
Every day, I keep my head up. Every day, I get bullied. Every day, I keep a smile on my face. Every day, I get a black eye. Every day, I laugh. Every day, I cry. But every day… I stay positive. Positive. Positive. Stay positive. Look at the bright side — But the hill is too high. What if staying positive isn’t the answer? What if anger and revenge were? No — that’s negativity. Stay positive. That rich, rare (forced) smile must stay on your face. It must. The next day comes. As every day goes, I stay positive. My bullies trip me. The whole school laughs. I stand up, laughing with them. I laugh. Laugh. Laugh. My voice becoming hoarse, raspy — As my laugh grows louder, I reach into my bag and grab a knife. Stay positive. Stay positive. (Cut them) Stay positive. **** them) Stay positive. (Make them all suffer) My mind is blank before I wake up — White padded room. Straight jacket. The metal door opens. A doctor steps in: “Ash Westword… You killed 23 people in your school. Why?”
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Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 4:53 PM UTC
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