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hannah Feb 2018
I know what it feels like
To be
pushed,
hit,
Kicked,
laughed at,
to feel worthless
to be told to **** myself
to be late to class just to avoid my bullies
to ask teachers for help and not get help
I hate to say it but if I had the chance to make them pay for what they did, I would
I don't understand why anybody would feel the need to push someone past their breaking point. I have been bullied before and everybody told me to forgive and forget but it's my choice so what if I don't want to forgive and forget.
Vick H Jan 2018
Alien
That's how I feel around all these girls
I've grown up with since I was 4
I feel as though I might as well be on the moon
At least then I wouldn't get weird looks or get laughed at
They have long hair
Only in 4 colors
Black
Blounde
Brown
Red
They think piercings are gross
unless it's your
Nose
Ears
They all have the small town out look on things
Their opinions on clothes are
Boots
Ugg or cowboy
Blue jeans
Any top with sequins
They have a small out look
Anyokne who's different is
Weird
Freaks
Gross
Ugly
Trash
The List goes on
I get laughed at for being myself
For being
High heels
Short Blue hair
Lip rings
Fishnets
Skirts
Chokers
If you put us all in a crowd and were ask to pick out the one from a big city
It would be me
I've always felt out like an alien with these girls
And my teachers wonder why
Why I'm this way
Alone
Doodling
Back of the class
Quiet with strong opinions
Everyone says New York is gonna give me hell
But New York is gonna fall to it's knees when this alien comes to town
Poetic T Jan 2018
Nobody likes me,
           I may as well make them
     all eat worms...

Where once there was ridicule,
           now there's  just silence.
          Everybody hates me....

But now there no longer versing,
               now its just me rehearsing
my tears for there funeral....

Once is for sorrow
                 twice is a rehearsed verse
        third times the charm..

No one will know,
          that I'm the one that
                        silenced there verse.

Once they spoke,
           twice they made me cry,
  third time I cured the disease...

I'm happy now that I can sit quietly,
        I'm smiling now that words are dead.
              ill sit here in silence,
And absorb the silence of there passing..
Sincerely Nov 2017
You are no winner,
So don’t act like I’m a prize to be won.
You can’t pay your way to win me.
I am a challenge, indeed.
I am not supposed to be easy to win over.
Because I’m not.

So bet all you like.
Say all you want.
Throw what you want;
Paper planes, words.
I don’t care anymore.
Jae Oct 2017
Why do you call them ugly
Why do you put them down
Why does nobody help
Why does no one make a sound

Why do you think you can judge them
Why do you sneer at them in the hall
Why do you treat them so cruelly
When you don't know them at all

Why do you spread rumors
When you know they are not true
Why don't you ever think about
How you would hate it if it were you

Why are you too ignorant
To care how you make them feel
Why are you a heartless thief
Why is it their happiness you steal

Why must you behave this way
You strike others down to build yourself up
Why can't you find other outlets
Why does sadism fill your cup

Why must you take your pain out on others
Why must you hurt people to feel good
Why don't you turn the other cheek
If you opened your eyes you could

Why can't you see their epitaph
And know you'll have no one but yourself to blame
Why don't you realize your wrongdoing
Before it is too late

Why do you think you're untouchable
You don't predict reprisal from those you are nasty toward
I really hope you change your ways
For being a bully will have its just rewards
Mark Lecuona Oct 2017
How can you smile so brightly
While life burns so unkindly
You hear music playing sweetly
While someone treats you cruelly
Inside the fire you didn’t start

How can life burden you so unfairly
While your heart loves unconditionally
All we see is the love you send freely
Who would make such a beauty
Live inside a fire she didn’t start?

I wonder if you will ever find
The feelings you once had
Your smile is all that is left
I would never know sadness
If I was always looking at you
Only you know what’s true

How can you live so calmly
Being treated so wrongly
No flower should be so lonely
Who could live their life so coldly
Feeding the fire you didn’t start?

Let me take you home
I only want to cool your mind
To believe in tomorrow
You have enough time
The way you look at me
You are so much more than sorrow
Perri Jul 2017
it started at five
I tried and I tried
I did not understand
why people wanted me to die
my mother
the others
taunting me
haunting me
I was curious
red and shy
full of hope
I would harm no fly
please, just tell me
why,
why?!

next thing I know
its junior high
this is the time
where we all have to try
god forbid
you don't fit in
don't show weakness
don't let them see you cry
the taunting
the haunting
on your back
a bullseye
spoke of being a friend
in a week
you're alone to mend
hope for the future
is running dry
people questioning
why I'm still choosing
to be alive

highschool was a mess
so college will be my high
a phrase I told myself
unknowingly full of lies
again and again,
I try to make friends,
at first full of grace
then evil behind their eye
taunting
haunting
I will never escape
why, why
do people push me to die

now I'm twenty-five
and I let out a painful sigh
there is nothing left
I am drained
of all emotional supplies
who I call "friends"
wasting my time
it worked, everybody!
all your taunting
all your haunting
it worked,
because here I am
just praying that I die
One day, I would love to make even just one friend who is genuine and empathetic, and will reciprocate the friendship. It is lonely when you are the target out of your group of "friends".
Shy May 2017
Everytime I see them, they always judge me
A subject of laughter as it always seems
No one dares to help me out
They even want me out of their sight.

God knows I'm crying right now,
Hoping that the pain will ease somehow.
The walls that I build to protect myself,
Is now shattering into pieces.

I always ask God, "Why Me?"
Am I really that worthless to be in this kind of situation?
How can I be free in this cruel world?
I don't wanna be bullied again.
Lucy Jan 2017
Blood pours, it hurts my eyes
In the darkness, I cannot see
It burns the fear, but anger remains
Takes hold, I cannot control
I see your face, it's blurred red
The smell, that sweet sick smell
Of metal and tears and pain
I want to cry, but the anger I feel
Grows bigger, the darkness forms
Your heart, it's poison buried deep
Twisted and insecure, ugly inside and out
If you could love, I'd try to understand
But you will always be afraid
You'll never be me, you'll never win
And neither will I, if I feel anger
My soul forever scarred, like my dreams
Thank you for showing me, how not to be.
Illya Oz Dec 2016
To not let them win

They said to not give them a reaction
To not get angry
because that's what they wanted
Then they would just go away

So I did

I didn't give them a reaction
And I was only ever nice to them
And they did get bored
and when away

But they had still won

They were only ones
that could've been my friends
Without them I was by myself
Sitting all alone while they forgot me

I had still lost
This was what happened to me when I was in primary school and I spent many years at school alone untill high school where I have meet many wonderful friends. But from my experiences I have leant that it is not always useful for children to follow the advice adults give them.
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