Apr 2014
its been almost five years and i can still tell you every word those kids spat on me with
i can recite every method of victimisation they deployed and i can name each one off by heart
its been almost five years and i still get nightmares, five years and i still can’t rationalise what i did to deserve that besides being myself, five years and i still blame myself for being a target even though i know better
its been almost five years and i still can’t see past those flaws that they made me so aware of at such a young age
its been almost five years and i still can’t stand up proud and look at myself and tell you I’ve embraced those qualities that i was down trodden on because of
its been almost five years and i still can’t see past them
five years
1 825 days
43 800 hours (approximately)
and i still see that girl
not that girl, that man, the she woman with no ***** and wide shoulders and ugly man arms that was too stupid to realise they were teasing her when they called her names by code so they launched a full throttle attack every break
i still see her, smiling and laughing with them while they mocked her shrinking smaller and smaller at every word (only metaphorically of course) because all she felt were the ever-spreading canyons of her body with her flaws that dipped and rose and spread across a landscape that would never be good enough
its been almost five years and i don’t hold them accountable for any of it
they didn’t build or live in that body (it was only i)
they didn’t chose to let it get to me (it was only i)
they didn’t decide to not tell anyone and let it fester so deep until the smell of ***** was the only thing that could mask the wreak of the insecurities left behind
i don’t know if i’d be different if none of that had occurred because who can blame events that happened five years ago for who i am today
all i know is i still wait, i still stay up long after everything is dark and still and quiet and the events still replay the words still hang over
amplified (by only i)
its been almost five years and all i can say is i hope those wretched people are better off now
(i hate that im so weak)
//ale a
i can recite every method of victimisation they deployed and i can name each one off by heart
its been almost five years and i still get nightmares, five years and i still can’t rationalise what i did to deserve that besides being myself, five years and i still blame myself for being a target even though i know better
its been almost five years and i still can’t see past those flaws that they made me so aware of at such a young age
its been almost five years and i still can’t stand up proud and look at myself and tell you I’ve embraced those qualities that i was down trodden on because of
its been almost five years and i still can’t see past them
five years
1 825 days
43 800 hours (approximately)
and i still see that girl
not that girl, that man, the she woman with no ***** and wide shoulders and ugly man arms that was too stupid to realise they were teasing her when they called her names by code so they launched a full throttle attack every break
i still see her, smiling and laughing with them while they mocked her shrinking smaller and smaller at every word (only metaphorically of course) because all she felt were the ever-spreading canyons of her body with her flaws that dipped and rose and spread across a landscape that would never be good enough
its been almost five years and i don’t hold them accountable for any of it
they didn’t build or live in that body (it was only i)
they didn’t chose to let it get to me (it was only i)
they didn’t decide to not tell anyone and let it fester so deep until the smell of ***** was the only thing that could mask the wreak of the insecurities left behind
i don’t know if i’d be different if none of that had occurred because who can blame events that happened five years ago for who i am today
all i know is i still wait, i still stay up long after everything is dark and still and quiet and the events still replay the words still hang over
amplified (by only i)
its been almost five years and all i can say is i hope those wretched people are better off now
(i hate that im so weak)
//ale a
